At 19 years of age my husband, Victor, eagerly volunteered to serve our country as a Marine in the Vietnam crisis. We had been married for almost a year.
We wrote Valentine/ love letters to each other; keeping the embers of our love lit for eighteen months while we were apart. We got to know each other by the stream of consciousness that comes from writing.
When my sweetheart came back to the Untied States he continued to be my Valentine. His love and strength has sustained me through currents of painful loses, and disappointments, and he has loved me through the many seasons of my life.
I read of beautiful celebrities that have many lovers and /or husbands, but can’t seem to find just one man to give them the love and devotion I get on a daily bases. I feel fortunate to be so blessed. I attribute our on going love affair to the many love letters that left an indelible mark on our young and tender hearts.
My sweetheart doesn’t seem to remember my faults. I know because, I have pointed them out to him, and he looks surprised. This may also make him a very wise man.
He is my Valentine in the day-to-day living, of going to work everyday, and in the many roles he plays:
“Honey, the faucet is leaking.”
“Dad, will you hang my shelves?”
“Papa, my rocking horse won’t rock.”
“Hey neighbor, will you lend me a hand?”
“Son, the tree needs trimming.”
He answers everyone’s needs with a resounding, “Sure!”, or “You got it.”
He doesn’t wear a cape (with the letter “V” for Valentine) or carry a saber. However, he is armed with a tool belt, band-aids, strong arms, and a gentle sweet heart. He is not able to leap tall buildings at a single bound, but he rescues, protects, and nurtures his family in ways that he is not even aware of, as he enriches our lives.
In the movies the hero always gets the girl. This much is true of him also. For I have been “his girl” for over 56 years now. That is why when his role and mine on the stage of life are over, I will gladly ride into the sunset with my Valentine at my side.
Yolanda Adele is a member of the writing class at Norwalk Senior Center.