Trying to move on

[ClingingToHope]

Now I'm going to get sentimental. This is the 15th anniversary of me asking W to marry me. This is what I would have put on her valentine.

"Dear W, 15 years ago as we drove to the restaurant I was a nervous wreck. I had a ring in my pocket that I never thought I'd put on your finger. I can't remember what we ate or what was said or how we got around to it, but I'll always remember sliding from my seat to sit next to you, leaning forward and asking you to marry me. I still can't believe I was lucky enough that you said yes.

Although I haven't always shown it, W, I've always been honored to have you as my wife. And I always want you to be my valentine."

Who knows, perhaps I'll get to write this at the 20th anniversary of Feb. 14, 1995, or the 25th. I hope to say it someday. Just not today.