It All Began on Valentine's Day

I was only 16 when when I met my husband. In all his Chicago coolness, he asked me to dance at one of the first fraternity-sorority exchanges of our freshman year, and I said yes. (It wasn't a hard decision.) We hung out for the rest of the night, but we weren't an item until our paths crossed again at a Valentine's party. His date was going to meet him later, and I became the beneficiary of her tardiness. By the time she arrived, any chance of them spending that (or any other) evening together was loooong gone.

Those golden days of Spring pretty much belonged to us that year. We were together every day, and I was as smitten as smitten gets. It was the spring of 1969, and I would wake up to the strains of "Love Can Make You Happy" by Mercy, certain that every note was sung for me. I'm always amazed how music can zap you back to a certain place or time and make you feel as if you'd never left it. This song does exactly that for me...which is why I'm so fond of listening.

(I hope you're enjoying listening to it, too.)

Wake up in the morning with the sunshine in your eyes,

and the smell of flowers blooming fills the air.

Your mind is filled with the thoughts of a certain someone that you love;

your life is filled with joy when (s)he is there.

Love can make you happy, if you find someone who cares

to give a lifetime to you, and who has a love to share.

–Jack Sigler Jr. (Love Can Make You Happy, sung by Mercy)

♥♥♥

Happy Valentine's Day, Dave.

Thanks for giving a lifetime to me.

Your love has made me happy.

♥

Sue

It still does.