rubyringI had always been frustrated with my husband’s lack of enthusiasm for Valentine’s Day, meaning a card given halfheartedly was the most I could expect. But since he was a wonderful, loving husband and father and did nice things for me all year, I really couldn’t complain.

However, last Valentine’s Day, as my co-workers received flowers, candy, and romantic cards from their husbands and boyfriends, I couldn’t help but feel sorry for myself. Sue just got flowers . . . Becky just got a balloon bouquet . . . oooh, and a candy bouquet for Sara!  I decided to take a quick break and go for a walk to blow off a little steam. It was near lunchtime; maybe I’d treat myself to a special Valentine’s Day lunch.

As I walked out the door of my office building, a hand reached out and touched my arm, and there stood my husband, Richard, smiling with the pleasure of a small child. “Honey,” he said, “this ring is for you. Happy Valentine’s Day. I love you.”

He presented me with a beautiful red ruby ring surrounded with diamonds.

“But, Richard, you don’t believe in Valentine’s Day!” I squeaked as I put the ring on and held it out in the sun light to admire it.

“No, honey, that’s not really true.  I’ve just been saving up for something really special!”

 

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Last updated February 5, 2017