We actually didn’t see each other or date for about five years. I’d moved on. I thought. But I kept having this little voice in the back of my head say, “Give him a call.” I ignored it for months. Until one evening that voice kept getting louder and louder. I, again, went to online sources to find my love. I couldn’t remember his phone number so I had to look it up. Fortunately, he was still at the same seven numbers. I dialed. He answered. And I hung up. I guess I didn’t expect him to actually be home.
But I quickly came to my senses and called him back. He says he too had a small feeling that I was going to call him soon. Less than a year later, we were married.
He’s been the only Valentine worth keeping and I can’t imagine my life without him. Even though he stood me up.