What to Say about Your Valentine

When I was in grade school, I always hoped a certain blonde haired girl would drop a Valentine in my box. Each year from first through fourth grade I held my breath.

I never got the Valentine.

I used to think it scarred me for life, that Valentine’s Day would always be a day of dread and regret.

Then, one Sunday, I had lunch at someone’s house and I knew the rest of my life would be different.

I had found my Valentine, even if she didn’t know it.