Valentine’s Day is a day of love and traditionally the day for showing that love to your loved ones. Now, I’m not a huge fan of Valentine’s, as I don’t need fancy gifts and an expensive dinner – I kind of feel like it can go overboard so easily! BUT I’m really looking forward to my Valentine’s this year! I’m excited to tell you about a date tradition that me and my husband have started and it all began because we found love in an unexpected place.
It was February 14 and I was six months pregnant with my twin little girls. I was getting to the point where I was tired and didn’t feel like doing much so we really didn’t have plans or make any reservations for Valentine’s. It was getting late in the day and by that point, we knew that we wouldn’t be able to get in anywhere without having to wait for at least an hour. And if any of you have been pregnant, waiting for an hour when you’re hungry just isn’t an option–I mean, I was eating for three, right?!
We continued to drive down the road looking for a place to eat when something caught our eye. The Village Inn. I know, you’re thinking ‘what a place for Valentine’s!’ We thought it would be perfect for my current condition. We wouldn’t have to wait much at all, I love breakfast food and we’d be saving money! Win, win, win! Little did I know there was still one more win to be won.
As we walked in to the restaurant, we were almost immediately seated. There were a few couples here and there and a family around the corner. As the waiter seated us, I noticed an older gentleman seated at a large table. He was wearing a pair of blue jeans, a flanneled shirt and a old brown fedora hat. I though for sure he was waiting for his sweetheart or friend to arrive.
Our waiter approached and asked for our orders. I ordered the French Toast Combo with bacon and Robbie ordered the Chicken Fried Steak and Eggs. As I sat and observed, silently sipping my orange juice and gobbling up my meal, the gentleman in the flanneled shirt began to order. Puzzled, I thought, maybe he’s ordering for his wife too.
Minutes passed and the man’s food came out, but no one came. I began to worry and that worry was amplified ten fold because of my raging hormones. In fact, I think I began to cry, telling Robbie, ‘no one should be alone on Valentine’s.’ Even with my love/hate relationship with Valentine’s, I still felt like everyone should have someone to be with. I suppose that’s why he’d come to the diner.
I finally got the nerve to ask our waiter about our new friend. Was he alone? Was anyone else coming? He reported that he indeed was a party of one. The waiter went on to explain he was a regular and never came with anyone. My heart sunk. After several minutes of silence, I asked my husband if we could pick up his check. He of course said yes.
We flagged the waiter and told him we’d like to pay for his dinner. When it was time to leave, I said a little prayer in my heart for our new friend. Even though we didn’t exactly meet, I feel grateful for him for giving me the opportunity to serve him in a small way and I kind of consider him as our secret friend. This was the fourth win of the day for me. It felt so wonderful to not only think of my loved ones, but to share love with someone who I didn’t know at all.
A Valentine’s Day Tradition
I’ve never seen my friend again, but my husband and I plan on following our new tradition this year. So, in light of Valentine’s Day coming up soon, I challenge all of you to this same tradition. Surprise someone you don’t know with a little love, big or small.
Admire and Love
And because it’s Valentine’s, I’ve also got a fun 8″ X 10″ Valentine’s printable for your home or to give to someone you admire and love! All you Pride and Prejudice fanatics swoon! Who can’t love Mr. Darcy!?