Happy Valentines Day to my one and only.
It was a great day. I had the plan all figured out in my head for weeks. I just had to make it to Valentines Day and not spoil my own plan with my over excitement and leak it with my big mouth. I have to admit that it was hard. There were times that I was almost busting at the seams. I just wanted to do it. I had to practice plenty of patience and self control, but at last the day had finally come. Now usually I know better than to plan anything, because every time I do, disaster usually strikes. But this plan was different. This plan was special.
She had to go out of town for a couple of days and she was due back on February 14 midday. She wanted me to pick her up from the airport but I had to make sure that didn’t happen. I had other plans to put into play. I love the fact that she was cool with it and didn’t push the issue. My baby is very independent and that is one of the things that I admire about her. My plan was to have candles, flowers, dinner and everything all ready by the time she came through the door. Unfortunately that did not happen. We wound up getting home at exactly the same time. But that doesn’t mean that I can’t do it for her any other time. It doesn’t have to be a special occasion for me to show her how much I love her and enjoy her company. It has been a very long time since anyone has made me feel this way and I know deep down inside that we are meant to be together.
With that in mind, prayers and faith I went ahead with my plan. She already saw the flowers. But I didn’t panic. I kept my cool. I had a few tricks up my sleeve and my ace had not been played yet. I wanted this to be something she would remember for the rest of her life. Something she will smile about forever.
From now on every time Valentines Day comes around she will remember it being the day that I asked her to MARRY ME and the day she said YES.