My Mother died on Valentine’s Day in 1964. My Dad, Guy, and I traveled with her to the hospital late on the night of the 13th and she was pronounced dead on the 14th. My parents did not get the chance to celebrate Valentine’s Day on the 14th
About a week later my Dad decided it was time to start sorting out Mom’s things. He went into her dresser drawers to clean out her clothes, and discovered the valentine card she had tucked away for the special occasion which was never to come.
I was working in the kitchen, clearing up the breakfast dishes when Dad came out of the bedroom with tears in his eyes. He was holding two valentine’s, the one he found tucked away, and the one he himself had tucked away.
They were the same card! The one exception was that the card she had for him had the words, “To My Guy”, his name, written inside a large heart. His card to her was the same design with the words, “To My Gal”, written in the same heart. My Dad and I laughed and cried together for a while.
“Love never ends,… “And now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; and the greatest of these is love.” I Corinthians 13, 8&13
Written by Ellen Phillips. Ellen is a dear friend and part of the sisterhood of our Reflections writing group. Her stories always have a message to them and touch my heart. Wanted to share her Valentine story with You. Happy Valentines Day to You and Yours.