15 years ago today was my very first date with Mr. Kennedy. Valentine's Day happened to be on a Saturday. We'd run into each other at the gym the week before. He remembered me from high school. I didn't recognize him at first.
He was the boy I always thought about when other boys treated me badly. I'd known him since we were 13 years old. We'd spent one week "going together," which at 13 doesn't mean much. I tired of him and his smelly 13 year old ways.
I always thought about him. With friends we'd joke, "should have stuck with Shea" every time I was jilted. Later I would discover he was checking up with my friends to see how I was.
I had no idea.
I love how life sometimes leads you to the decisions you need to make.
We met again at a gym. I was on the stair-master. We were both a little bored having moved back to our home town after college. Later, I called him. It felt too strange not to. He showed up at my house with a pink carnation. My least favorite flower. I made a gross dessert. He ate it anyway.
And after those 13 or so years of making the wrong decisions about boys. I made the right one.
Happy Valentine's Day Mr. Kennedy.
9 comments:
Brought tears to my eyes, love that man. Happy you found each other again, you are so right for each other and wishing you only 60 more years of Valentines
Love U mom
Great story! Have a great Valentines Day with your loved ones!
Inge
Happy Anniversary and Happy Valentines Day.
It's good to be loved well. Congratulations to both of you!
What a wonderful story!!
I would love to see pics of your 13-year-old selves :)
What a sweet story!
Happy Valentines day..what a wonderful story!
Well..i am not your Mom and this even brought tears to MY eyes, Katrina! Your writing is so simple and to-the-point. A precious and sweet story. Happy Anniversary to you both!
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