Valentines love


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

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.
ever thine
ever mine
ever ours’
The card gets opened. He reads, and my heart beat fastens. And then those immortal words…
‘Have you developed a stutter?’
WHAT ?!?
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.