My Valentines Day Blind Date

The shower on Valentines Day was the longest I ever took. The water went from hot to cold by the time we got finished. We dressed and went out for lunch. In between I was bombarded with small gifts that said "On this Valentines Day I Love you". I knew this before, but it was nice to read it.

This is how I spent that day for many years - showered with love, affection and gifts. Then he died! Enough said. You get the drift I am sure.

After that, I spent many Valentines Days alone. I lived with the memories of how it was when he was alive. I could not wait for the day to end so I could stop hearing about the lovers on TV.

One day, by accident, I met this guy on the Internet. Some days we talked for hours. Other days I did not see hide nor hair of him. He must have been with his wife, I thought.

Valentines day was approaching and I was starting to become restless. The tears were filling my eyes as each day came closer to the day set aside for lovers. Then it happened.!

I received an email from the guy on the Internet. He asked me what I was doing for Valentine's Day. I told him my sad story and he laughed good heartily then invited me to share Valentine's Day dinner with him. Without giving it a second thought I accepted. I could not bear spending the day alone.

I was nervous. I had never met him. I had never heard his voice. I worried about his looks, actions or whether he could be a sexual predator. It is hard to know. I took a chance and made the date. We set the time and place. I did not ask him to pick me up. I did not want him to know where I lived - just in case.

I bought a special skirt and top for our Valentines Day date. I did not want to wear clothing that held memories. I wore flats in case I had to make a quick departure. I took everything into consideration but never had positive thoughts. After all, who spends Valentines Day alone? Only losers-right? And then I looked in the mirror and said, to myself, I am alone - am I a loser?

At the specified time I took one more look in the mirror and thought I looked pretty good. I wondered what he looked like as I locked he door and got into my car. I was on my way.

The reservation was at a swanky hotel about two miles away. I had never been inside but always wanted to. I guess this day was as good as any. They were serving a special Valentines Day Buffet. I could not wait.

I arrived on time and parked my car. I entered and looked around. He said he would carry a book so I would find him. He also was going to wear a blue suit, he told me, but there were a dozen or more men wearing the same color so I looked for the book.

On my far right I noticed a tall guy waving a book in the air. What a jerk I said, to myself, as I walked towards him. He did the same until we stood face to face. He looked better the closer he got. He held out his arms and gave me a warm hug and at that moment I knew that I could fall in love with this guy. The chemistry was remarkable.

He handed me a red balloon. On the reserved table there Valentines Day presents waiting for me. Each were wrapped in assorted Valentines Day paper. I was amazed and surprised. I never thought of buying him anything and apologized to him. He shrugged it off as he held my chair out and pushed it under me gently. He was indeed a gentleman.

The dinner was delicious. The gifts appropriate for the occasion. He was fun to be with and we laughed and acted as if we had known each other for a lifetime.

I must admit I fell in love with him that Valentines Day. We never married due to unfortunate circumstances and eventually we parted. However, I always smile when i think that we almost did not meet on that Valentine's Day a very long time ago.

I would have lost a great deal of fond Valentines Day memories.