So today is the day some love to hate but if it wasn't for Valentine's Day I may not be married. Prior to February 14, 2008, I had been single for several years and hoped that one day I would meet that special someone. I was referred to as Bridget Jones by one or two of my closest friends and wrote several pieces about life as a singleton.
That all changed on Valentine's Day in 2008 when I was sent a bunch of flowers. They were initially sent to an address I was no longer living at. Fortunately they knew I worked at The Daily Post and the flowers were dropped off at work. The flowers came with a card signed by a "John". So began the hunt for this person called John. I know several men with the name John but I had an idea who it was.
I annoyed some of my colleagues and friends in my pursuit of this mystery man. A close friend rang the workplace of the person I thought it was and left a message for him to call me. In the end I called a certain Rotorua florist and they passed on his cellphone number and told me how he acted when he came into the shop. So I called the cellphone a few times and kept getting a message with the name John but he didn't provide his surname so I was still stumped.
In the end I knew if it was the John I was thinking of then he was staying with his folks who I knew by sight. It had been a month since I'd received the flowers and I plucked up enough courage and called his parents' landline.
Fortunately he answered. We talked. I'd only met him a few times so I was extremely nervous. Towards the end of our chat he asked me if I would like to go out for dinner with him. I had a raging head cold but we went out to Amazing Thai and after about a week or two of spending time together we started going out.
Towards the end of that year he proposed to me at Leisure Island at Mt Maunganui. We visited my brother in Tauranga to tell him we were getting married and to check he approved. He did.
On April 4, 2009, we married and the rest, as they say, is history.
Although it isn't really history as our mates tell him they have a lot to live up to when it comes to Valentine's Day. I also remind him every year at about this time of what he did on Valentine's Day in 2008.
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