No pseudo-scholarly piece today. You can look up the origins of this day and find it rooted in pagan times, Christian times, and/or a combination of both. Have fun with that.
I am setting aside the commercialism of it. I want to celebrate those who love. I asked a few women I know this question, “What does your husband do that you find romantic.” I told them it could be an every day thing. It didn’t have to celebrate February 14th.
R: First she said her husband cleaned out the cat litter box when it was her turn because she had to go to work. Then, she laughed and said they’d been married too long! A few days later she e-mailed. He bought me a day at a spa (massage, body scrub, facial, lunch, hair and make-up), the whole 9 yards. I was picked up by a white limo. After the spa day, he picked me up and we spent the night at the Anniversary Inn.
H: My husband always makes sure my car is filled with gas, even if he works late. He’s gone out at 4am before. I find that romantic.
L: He does a lot of little things every day…like rubbing my back and feet in the evenings and massaging my neck while I’m waiting for my ride in the morning. He gives me 2-3 cards on special occasions. He always wants to dress up and take me out to a nice, quiet restaurant for my birthday and our anniversary. Sometimes, he lights several candles in the bedroom when he knows he’ll be getting lucky that night. Probably, the most romantic thing he ever did was when he proposed—nice dinner, then we drove up to the Depot, walked out in the garden with the Capitol in the background, he got down on one knee, brought out the ring, and proposed.
J: I remember a few years back my family was going through a rough time and I was down in the pits! I felt broken inside and spent a good deal of time crying every night. Valentine’s Day came around and I was excited to finally smile (hoping my husband would do something). The day had started and there was no mention of Valentine’s Day from my husband. I figured if he wasn’t going to say something, then neither was I. The afternoon had come and gone and still no mention of Valentine’s. Not even a phone call to see how my day was. I remember calling my mother in tears because I thought he had forgotten. However, when I got home, the house smelled of bleach, the washing machine and dryer were running, and as I approached the kitchen/living room, there were no toys on the floor or dishes in the sink. In the kitchen was a huge bouquet of flowers, a box of my favorite chocolate, a card from my husband, and a homemade card from the kids. I was so overwhelmed that I cried all evening! I was more excited about a clean house rather than the gifts, but I also felt ashamed that the entire day I thought he had forgot about me and in turn I never said Happy Valentine’s day to him. In the end, it was a good day and worth the wait!
So now, lovely readers, tell me about what your husband/loved one does for you that you find romantic.