Just remembering that Valentine’s Day I was at the gyno for a LEEP procedure and the receptionist gave me a single rose…
That Valentine’s Day I took the bus to Rocky Roccoco’s with my best friend and we got the heart shaped pizza and balloons together.
That time I got the courage up to ask someone on a date; we arranged to meet at my place for dinner and he BROUGHT HIS LAUNDRY.
That Valentines Day my best guy friend who I secretly crushed on took me out dancing to our favorite club where that night he met the gal he married.
That Valentine’s Day my boyfriend gave me generic lube. GENERIC.
That Valentine’s Day dance at the all-girls boarding school, a girls-only dance. So no funny business. The nuns knew, right? They knew.
That time the officiant asked the guests to raise their hand if they’d been married twenty five years or longer and my DAD raised his hand with his SECOND wife. (We like her, fyi, it was just kinda funny)
That Valentine’s Day morning when the unhoused gentleman on the corner had a lady friend and I didn’t.
That time someone said “There’s a lid for every pot” and Mom said “Poor Kate, she’s such a skillet”
Ah, romantic love.