on sweetest day…

Happy Sweetest Day world… it is the first that I’ve ever truly been able to celebrate. When I was little, Daddy used to come home (most likely from some random gig) with 3 roses on sweetest day night. One for Mommy, and one for each of his daughters. I felt so special to know that Daddy loved me… enough to give me a red rose. Now for Sweetest Day, my boyfriend puts two pink carnations in my locker to surprise me. And when I come out of a music rehearsal to my car, I find he’s been there… and left a card on my windshield… and that card is the sweetest thing I have ever received in my entire life. It’s kind of a change from when I was little… but it’s still just as beautiful, if not more.

You see, we couldn’t see each other today. Between his working, my rehearsal, and tonight’s show choir performance (I’m in the combo), there was just not enough time. He has a 3 hour break in the middle of his work day, and I had rehearsal at 3pm… that’s when he came to the high school and delivered the card. I was so incredibly surprised… I just glowed as I drove home… Tonight when I got to the high school for the performance, I called his cell phone, but he didn’t answer. I was hoping to at least talk to him today… that fell through. Now I’m home, sitting online the night of Sweetest Day, wishing I was with him.

I’ve re-read his card at least 5 times… I keep looking at our homecoming pictures… and I will readily admit that I’ve gone so far as to have tears in my eyes… pitying myself. It’s kind of ironic… I finally CAN celebrate all of the holidays that I once boycotted with pride. And I’m still home, alone. But it’s ok… we’re going out to dinner tomorrow night. I can’t wait. I can’t wait to kiss him… to hold his hand… to sit in the passenger seat and stare at his profile as he drives. That’s something I love doing… just watching his profile. Just knowing I can just watch his profile without seeming totally insane.

I love his eyebrows… their confus-ed-ness and expressiveness. I love his “gah”s and his frustrated noises. I love his amused look, even if it is usually making fun of me. And I love how sweet he is. I don’t know what I ever did to deserve him…

And so, dearest world… Happy Sweetest Day!

~swept away by the sweetest guy~

@~>~>-dreamergrrl

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