Valentine's Day

Not wanting to be disappointed by Esteban again on Valentine’s Day, I made my own plans. He originally told me he was working so I decided to head to Miami to visit my best childhood friend, Jayden's Godmother. She's a school teacher and off on Monday too for President's Day. Perfect. A girl’s weekend (+kids)... After all Valentine's Day is the day of love and friendship. Her husband would be busy all weekend with his store's inventory so it would be perfect, right? Not so much. Esteban tells me at the last minute that he took the day off, after he had already given me his blessing for the trip 4 days ago. In the end, I decided NOT to change my plans and I felt awful about it.

If he really wanted to surprise me for Valentine's Day, why would he tell me to go ahead and go to Miami? And when I asked him what he planned for Saturday, it was easy to see that the answer was nothing. He said we could go to breakfast, but in my opinion we can do that anytime... Maybe I'm a romantic, but I feel like it should be a special day, time for something different, creative, out of the box. I don’t expect flowers, chocolate, dinner and a movie. Just not the same old, same old... So I did not change my plans and I felt justified, even though some people thought I was nuts.

Here's what I did. On Friday, I left work early so I could get to the store to pick up some things for a special breakfast without him knowing it. When he left for work, I unpacked my car and began work. I got a crock pot for Christmas and he's been dying for me to break it in. So I made a breakfast casserole and put it in the fridge for this morning. Then I got the kids working on a Valentine’s Day finger painting project for Daddy. It came out too cute! And after the kids went to bed, I filled out his card and wrote him a love letter, which I haven't done since 2001! On Valentine’s Day, I woke up at 5am to put on the casserole and found he left me a rose and a card on the kitchen table. Awww! Back to bed. When he woke up, the coffee was ready and the house smelled scrumptious! I used to love waking up to the smell of food and I hoped he would too. We had a relaxing breakfast together and then I head out with the kids, no rush...

I was still sad to leave him and I knew he was crushed, but you just can’t take things for granted. I really felt that he needed to know that. In the end, it was a weekend of love notes and when I came back home, I felt loved and wanted. We had a great talk and you gotta love make-up sex. Now that’s what Valentine’s Day is all about!