Author's Notes

A few weeks ago, Kodi told me that she really wanted to buy me something for Valentine's. But unfortunately the budget was very tight. So we couldn't afford to buy gifts for each other this year. She asked if I'd like to see what she'd been thinking about getting for me. Of course, I said yes. Then on her computer she showed me the design for a Sterling silver charm that she wanted to have made for me. This particular website will create custom Kanji symbols (Chinese characters). She wanted to have the word "poetess" made for me. I was touched by her thoughtfulness. And I know at some point in time she will have them make it. But just not right now, and that's okay. (BTW, Kodi got me the poetess charm for my birthday in 2008.)

I was content to just give her a card this year. But when I came home from work and saw that she had placed a present on my plate, I was definitely surprised. And I didn't want to be the only one opening a gift. So, since Kodi was still in the shower, I knew I could write her a quick little poem, because I had already had some lines running through my head on the drive home. I wrote this poem in less than five minutes. Hopefully, it doesn't read that way.

When I asked Kodi about the gift, she just smiled and said that it didn't cost anything. And once I finally opened it, I understood. She is really something else. When I had my car accident in December of 2005, I had been listening to one of her CDs, Blame It On Me by Alana Davis. A few days after the accident, I went to the body shop and cleaned out the car, since it was going to be totaled. It was a month later before either one of us opened the CD case I'd pulled from the car to find it empty. The CD was still in the CD player in the car. And the car was gone by then. I felt so bad about losing her CD. I had planned on replacing it. But every time I mentioned getting it, Kodi would just put it off, saying we'd get it one of these days. It wasn't a high priority for her.

When I opened the present, I immediately recognized the CD. She just smiled and said that she had made a copy of the original CD on her computer before it was lost, so she just made a copy for me to play in the car again. I love that woman so much. I'm sitting here writing this listening to "Thirty-two flavors and then some" with tears streaming down my cheeks.

And as for my poem, Kodi loved her present, too. Though she was saddened a bit by the fact that no one from my past loved me the way that I deserved to be loved. But on the other hand, she was happy knowing that she wasn't just following in someone else's footsteps, that she was very unique. And she also said that she doesn't really see herself as romantic. She just tries really hard to make up for the things that she can't do. But you know what I say to that, I think she's perfect just the way she is.

We had a quiet candlelit steak dinner at home, with a salad and baked potato, though we started off with onions rings for an appetizer and ended with a NY style cheesecake with strawberry topping for dessert. After we cleaned up the dishes, Kodi said she thought it was the best Valentine's ever.

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