I have come to the conclusion that Valentine’s Day is simply too hard to deal with. I can concentrate on my darling grandchildren, I can cook, I can buy a ton of chocolate, but when the actual day arrives, there will be a big hole, a dull ache. I will not have that darling man, with the grin from ear to ear, pull out a bouquet of flowers and a gift, obviously and hysterically wrapped by him. And the mushy cards! That man could find embarassingly soupy cards! I loved them.

Arch never missed a holiday, birthday, special date….he was one man who remembered all of them and planned ahead! I was always amazed when he would show up bedside with his gifts. I never did figure out where he hid the flowers; sometimes it was as early as 8am when they were presented to me along with that “Arch Tucker signature grin” and sparkling eyes!

He is my Valentine. How fortunate I was to have him for our 9 years together. How lucky I am to have him in my heart forever.

Happy Valentine's Day