In 2008 I wrote about the first Valentine I got from Gerrit,
20 years earlier.
And this year is my first Valentine's Day without him.
It's harder than I expected.
Oscar doesn't realize it, but he's my Valentine.
And last night, after I got home from picking up Oscar
at my parents' house
where I had left him while I was at church,
I found this waiting for me in my in-box.
My wonderful dad, my not-so-secret admirer,
makes the cards he and my mom give for birthdays
and other special occasions.
I wouldn't be surprised if everyone in the family got this image.
Which doesn't take one iota of love away from this one.
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ReplyDeleteHow very sweet of your dad. And Oscar makes a splendid furry Valentine.
ReplyDeleteWishing you as happy a day as is possible.
(From a not-so-secret admirer) :)
P.S. Previous comment deleted due to shocking spelling error.
Thank you, Mrs. M., and a Happy Day to you and Mr. M.
DeleteP.S. Thanks for shielding us all from the shocking spelling error. We have delicate sensibilities.
I agree with Sue. What a sweet dad. Oscar is very handsome!
ReplyDeleteI hope this day passes without too much heartache, Ginnie. Best to you.
What a fabulous reminder of what a father's love can be. (JJ)
ReplyDeleteHow lovely !
ReplyDeleteAh. How wonderful. Oscar makes a wonderful Valentine, even if he is a dog. Come to think of it, maybe you need a goat. We can be quite valentinish - especially when Peanuts are involved. I'm just sayin' ...
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