He is Never Home on Valentines Day

He is never home on Valentine’s Day! I can’t remember the last time we were together on the one day we have an excuse to buy obnoxious gifts for one another. It could be worse… it could be Christmas. I’m sure the military deployment gods will come after me for even thinking about complaining. 

He is never home on Valentine’s Day but he still managed to get me flowers before he left. And heart shaped peeps. I use to love peeps when I was younger, now it’s a running joke because I hate them. He keeps buying them, but I never eat them. 

He is never home on Valentine’s Day but he is already setting high standards for ‘A’ on how she should be treated on this day, and every day in between. 

He is never home for Valentine’s Day but in 2007 we got lucky because we had just PCS’d. He got me a red kitchenaide mixer and I still brag about how clever that was. 

He is never home for Valentine’s Day and that one year he was deployed – he ordered me flowers and paid extra to have them delivered on Valentine’s Day. I got them two days late and he still refuses to buy flowers from 1-800-flowers because of that. 

He is never home on Valentine’s Day but he always cooks me a meal before or after. Usually, it’s spaghetti because that’s my favorite, but this time it was steak. So. Good! 

He is never home on Valentine’s Day but he always sends a great text that’s usually worth a screen shot and bragging rights to my friends. 

He is never home on Valentine’s Day but he knows my love language comes in the form of Amazon Prime and he is always checking my wish list. 

He is never home on Valentine’s Day but that’s ok, because he does more than a good job of showing me and our kids that you don’t need “a day” to be treated special. 

Thanks, Red. Happy Valentine’s Day from home. 

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