Mom and Daddy went to church together on the first day of their 57th year of marriage. As soon they were in the car, Mom went fishing for my valentine. The organization of this holiday has been sort of haphazard with the BG and I doing team shopping for them and everybody else. Inside my card, which I had purchased for them, was a gold necklace with a diamond heart that he had given her sometime or another. I'm glad I kinda sorta knew ahead of time or else I would have busted out crying right there at Mel's. They got special attention since it was their anniversary, and their favorite waitress who has the menu memorized was back in action. For supper there will be more church and pimento cheese. That, my friends, is true love. I still have the heart dangling from my neck and those loving handwritten words running through my head.
Happy Valentine's Day ya'll. Keep the faith ^j^