My valentine

Tuesday, February 13, 2018

When you bring up Valentineís Day, youíre bound to get one of two responses. Either itís a holiday created by greeting card companies to make money, or itís a fun way to show your sweetheart some love. I donít have very strong opinions about the day.

If it were up to me, Iíd spend Valentineís Day at home wearing pants with an elastic waistband and eating Blue Bellís chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream. I canít do that this year, because it falls on a Wednesday. That means Iíll be working all day. No ice cream for me. No comfy clothes until at least 8 p.m. Itís truly a hard knock life, folks.

Luckily, Iíll return home to a husband who has been on seasonal unemployment and has a little too much time on his hands. Heís been deep-cleaning the apartment for weeks now. I didnít know you needed to deep-clean anything more than once. That could explain the current status of our apartment.

A clean apartment is a good gift on its own, but Iím pretty sure Gideon has something else up his sleeve. Heís been hinting at Valentineís Day surprises for a few days now. Itís driving me crazy. Though I consider myself an accomplished pessimist, I have to admit Iím excited about what heís planning. Iím sure it will include good food, and thatís really all you need to enjoy basically anything.

As far as gifts go, I try not to expect much on Valentineís Day. Gideon and I celebrate two anniversaries in January already. If we were to give each other gifts for every celebration, weíd completely fill up our spare room. There would be no room for the litter box, and that would really anger our cat. I think we all know better than to upset the cat.

The first year we were dating, I wrote Gideon a poem on Valentineís Day. We were both in college and didnít have very much money. I could barely afford to visit him in Fayetteville. I hadnít written poetry in a long time but figured I had to do something. And so began my tradition of writing Gideon a poem every Valentineís Day. It doesnít usually take much time, itís heartfelt and itís free. I think I hacked Valentineís Day gift giving with this one.

Of course, Valentineís Day isnít about gifts. Itís a day to show those you love how you feel about them. While preparing to write this column, I realized Gideon and I will celebrate our fourth Valentineís Day together this week. Thatís four years of moving and settling down and moving forward in our careers. Weíve done all that as a team. Life can feel overwhelming when you do it alone. Being part of a team has made all our successes (and failures) feel like an adventure.

So on this Valentineís Day, I wish for our adventures to continue. I hope we come to understand each other more and more as time goes on. I hope he knows how devoted I am to our life together and how grateful I feel to have his support.

This oneís for you, my valentine.

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Samantha Jones is associate editor for Carroll County Newspapers. Her email address is