Happy eve of Valentines!! I hope this finds you well. Anyone who knows me knows that I love a good chick flick. If you’ve been close enough to read a snippet of my current novel, you’ll know I like to write love stories too.
Besides starting a new job, meeting new people, and venturing into a world of new opportunity. I have been given the absolute honour writing for the wonderful stationary designers (Jack, and Lorna) over at E.y.i.love.
I asked folks across social media to share their favourite, funniest, most romantic, or biggest fail Valentines story with me. The result was this… Sweet Valentine! I hope you enjoy!
Oh, and a BIG thanks to all who shared their stories with me. Here’s a bonus story (that arrived after publication) to give you a little insight to the post over at E.Y.i Love. This is a wonderful woman’s valentine fail… It’s also important to say that she really does believe in LOVE.
As Valentines Day rolled around each year, I literally put my heart and soul into my creative card and gift I gave my husband year! I have to say that even though my effort was never fully reciprocated, I still fell in love all over again with each 14 February.
Until… Valentines Day 2009!
Having been quite smitten by the first ‘Sex and the City’ movie, I decided to use words from the Ludwig van Beethoven letter, read out by Carrie to Big from the book ‘Love Letters of Great Men’.
There I was with my gift all wrapped and the most beautiful, simple card all written and my excitement lay not in what I would receive, but in the reaction I’d hope to get from my valentines to him!
Inside the card Beethoven expressed my love:
‘Only by a calm consideration of our existence can we achieve our purpose to live together – love me – today – yesterday – what tearful longings for you – you – you – my life – my all . Oh continue to love me – never misjudge the most faithful heart of your beloved.
The card gets opened. He reads, and my heart beat fastens. And then those immortal words…
‘Have you developed a stutter?’
That was it – A STUTTER?!?
Valentines Fail of the highest degree!
Needless to say that we are now divorced, but I still hold true to my belief in L’amour – in the end it’s all we have.