I had the best date this past Valentine’s Day and my friends are entirely sick of hearing about it so I’ve decided to tell it here. I don’t really mean to brag or anything like that, if anything I think it fuels the romantic story line potential for young people today and is also just fun for me to relive while telling. Tony and have been together for about a year, but two months ago we had a horrible, and seemingly irreversible, argument, and while I really believed we were soul mates, if there is such a thing, I also thought that it was definitely over. So, just recently we began talking again and I was blown away but what he did on Valentine’s Day. And it’s not that one evening can make other things go away or you know, make everything okay, but that weekend really demonstrated the extent of his care, or at least some of it, and how thoughtful he really is. It was enough to make us put aside our differences for a moment and just enjoy each other’s company again. And that’s really all we needed to move past the animosity and understand we cared enough to work through things.

Wow, and after all that let me say that my Valentine’s Day actually began on Wednesday the 10th. Tony picked me up and told me to put a little extra food in the cat dish and bring an overnight bag. That’s all the information I had when we arrived at the airport and headed to a gate that was destined for Atlanta, Georgia. We unpacked our bags and refreshed in the hotel room before heading out for some surprise. I had told Tony that I was born in Atlanta and lived there until I was five years old and my grandmother died and parents moved us further east. My grandmother had been a huge basketball fan and all I have from her is an autographed basketball from the 1958 championship series. This is one of my prized possessions, though they were owned by St. Louis at the time, which Tony is well aware. He also knew that I had never been to a game and one of my dreams was to return to Atlanta and attend a Hawks game in person. And while a basketball game may not sound too romantic, when we pulled up to Philips Arena I couldn’t think of a more romantic gift he could ever give me.