Short Stories, Long-lasting Love

“I didn’t wait 23 years to be in a relationship on Valentine’s Day just to have you assume I’ll be your Valentine,” I declared, my voice dripping with flirtation. “You have to ask!”

As young lovers are wont to do, I teased David mercilessly in the weeks leading up to our first Valentine’s Day. He met my ribbing with smiles and good-natured eye rolls, but stayed surprisingly silent on the matter.

Until one weeknight in front of the Chipotle on 19th when he grabbed my hand and stepped in front of me, lowering himself to one knee.

“What are you doing?” I almost shrieked, making panicked eye contact through the window with diners who had stopped eating their burritos to take in the scene.

“Kendra Victoria Cavecche, will you… *dramatic pause*… be my Valentine?” His eyes sparkled with mischief.

When it comes to making moments memorable, David is a master. He always has been.  


A full ten years after I thought I was being proposed to in front of Chipotle, I watched David walk into our kitchen with a note hidden behind his back.

He knelt down and presented it to our four-year-old with a sweet flourish.

“Dear Ellie, I am so excited for us to go on our Daddy-Ellie date today to get ice cream! We are going to have so much fun.”

Little arms wrapped around his neck with a smile that said it all.

Being loved by him remains one of the richest parts of my life. Watching that love extend to our daughters­—well, it’s an emotion I can’t quite put into words.

When it comes to making moments memorable, David is a master. He always has been.

This post is part of a blog hop with Exhale—an online community of women pursuing creativity alongside motherhood, led by the writing team behind Coffee + Crumbs. Click here to view the next post in this series “280 Words”.

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