If you want to hear my thoughts/ranting/commentary on the subject of Valentine’s Day and dating, then I’m afraid that you’ll have to go look at some of my posts from previous years. It’s all been said before, so I won’t say it again. : )
This year, to the great delight of my mother and I, we received early Valentine’s Day flowers. She had a multi-colored bouquet of roses from my dad, delivered right to her office. I’m sure you can understand why they made such a hit.
The next day, I came upstairs to find another bouquet of flowers, this one addressed to me. The red roses and carnations had been sent my youngest brother, who’s overseas in the Air Force. He had decided that Mom shouldn’t get to have ALL the Valentine’s Day fun, so he sent some flowers to brighten up my week. It certainly worked.