Another Forgotten Valentine's Day

by Gldngolfer

Tags: Ma/Fa, Romantic, Heterosexual, Tear Jerker,

Desc: Romantic Story: A husband loses his memory and his wife remembers for him.

“Lucy, you know damn well that husband of yours loves you like no man could ever love a wife. If mine loved me half as much I’d feel like a princess.”

“I know I know. But come on Helen, is it asking too much to have him remember just one damn Valentine’s Day the way it’s supposed to be? We’ve been together for eight years and I have yet to get anything special. All I ever get is a cheap card and the same old fashioned box of chocolates. It’s just another forgotten Valentine’s Day to me. And does it look like I could eat another box of candy? I’m too damn fat as it is.”

“If he’s giving you a card on Valentine’s Day, isn’t that remembering Valentine’s Day? Besides I’ve seen those cards you’re complaining about and there’s nothing cheap about them. There’s something special about everyone of them if you’d take a closer look. I know you keep them so go look.

And if you’re too fat, that’s not his fault. We see each other everyday and all I ever you do anymore is sit around drink tea and watch the television. One box of chocolates in February doesn’t make you fat for March through January. If you’re not happy about your weight, get off your ass.

If you want Ricky to give you something different for Valentine’s Day, give him some hints.” Helen was getting tired of trying to make her point so she went a different direction. “What did you get him last year?”

“Nothing. Why should I? It’s the husband’s job to give his wife a Valentine’s to remember.”

Helen looked at her for a second wondering what happened to the kind person she grew up with. She introduced her to Ricky. For just a moment she almost regretted doing so. She knew they would hit it off and they did. If there were any truth to love at first sight, it was Ricky and Lucy.

Helen met Ricky in college. He tutored her for a few classes in her junior year. They quickly became close. He was an only child whose parents were killed by a drunk driver a few years before. Helen was also an only child. After she heard Ricky’s story she thanked God that her parents were still alive and well.

For them, it was like two long lost siblings finding each other again after years apart. Their relationship grew stronger as the school year went on. So much so that Helen talked Ricky into going home with her for the Christmas break. He had planned on sitting around campus all alone, do a little studying and maybe see a movie or two.

She refused to let him stay by himself. His time with her and her parents had been the best time he has had since his parents deaths. Helen’s mom and dad, Alicia and Frank, took him in as family as quickly as they would a new born baby. They all knew Ricky was a special person in heart and soul. Before the break ended Ricky was calling them mom and dad.

He had a new family and a new home with his own bedroom. After years of loneliness, he felt he belonged again.

The summer break was a start of a wonderful time in his life. He didn’t think it could get any better, but it did.

Helen mentioned her childhood friend many times to Ricky telling him he was going to love her. If only her and her family were home for Christmas instead of visiting her grandmother. Something was telling Helen that Ricky and Lucy would make a wonderful couple. Between Christmas and the summer break Helen spoke to Lucy constantly about Ricky and what a great guy he was. Finally in June when school ended, they did indeed get together.

It was like fireworks going off for the young couple. By the end of summer they were engaged. When Helen and Ricky went back to school for their senior year, Lucy went with them. They all shared an apartment together. Lucy worked a full-time job while the other two finished their studies. After graduation, Ricky and Lucy married.

That was six years ago and it seems some of the spark has left the marriage.

Ricky had a brilliant mind and excelled in his job as a mechanical engineer for a defense contractor. Helen continued her job but only at part-time. Hence her sitting around the house a little too much. She also began to take Ricky for granted thinking his earnings were for her benefit alone. She developed the taste for the so called finer things in life.

She pushed for a bigger house even though they had no kids. Expensive cars, jewelry and clothes became the norm. Ricky never thought anything of her spending thinking if it made her happy then it was worth it. Her desire for extravagance carried over to Valentine’s Day as well. She wanted more. What ever more was, she wanted it.

Her conversation with Helen this morning was her way of trying to get Helen to help her. She had hoped to convince her to intercede and tell her brother to buy her an expensive gift to prove his love for her. Instead she became frustrated because it didn’t work. What she got instead was Helen telling her to take a closer look at some old cards.

Lucy was cold to Ricky that night. As Valentine’s Day grew closer she stopped talking to him all together. She knew damn well all she was going to get was some lame card and an old fashioned box of chocolates.

The phone call came late morning on February 12th. Ricky was on the production floor assisting with the final assembly of a prototype engine he designed. It was a dual fuel power sourced engine designed to increase power and range of standard diesel engines. Assembly went as expected and the engine performed well meeting all established guidelines while operating on its primary fuel source. However, during the switch over to its secondary fuel, the electronic fuel exchanger exploded.

The exchanger was built by a subsidiary off site. Unknown to Ricky the exchanger mounted on his prototype engine mistakenly by-passed final quality assurance measures. If it had been properly inspected and tested it would have been found to have the igniter wires reversed.

Ricky was standing closest to the engine and caught the brunt of the explosion. He along with two other men were transported to the trauma center. Ricky was still in surgery when Lucy made it to the hospital. His injuries were serious. He suffered burns to his upper torso and a fractured skull from a piece of shrapnel.

Ricky’s family and his in-laws were with Lucy when the surgeon came out and described the seriousness of his wounds. He was stable but in critical condition. They could not guarantee that he would survive the night, but if he did his chance of survival was good. The continued worry was the skull fracture and the resulting coma. Even if he did wake up they were unsure of permanent brain damage. It could be days before they know anything.

Tears fell from Lucy’s eyes while she listened to how badly her husband was hurt. The nurse walked Lucy and the rest of the family to Ricky’s room in the ICU. Lucy held on to Helen’s hand tightening her grip with every step.

When they walked in his room and pulled back the curtain, the reality of the situation hit them all hard. Most of Ricky’s head and face were wrapped in bandages. What wasn’t covered still showed signs of the explosion. The monitors beeped with every heart beat and breath he took. The nurse told his family he was stable and all they could do at the moment was wait.

None of Ricky’s family could hold back their tears as they stood over him. Was this the end of the man they all loved?

A few hours passed when both sets of parents headed home. They would come back in a few hours with a change of clothes for the girls and give them a short break.

The first night began a revelation for Lucy. She sat next to her husband looking at him wondering if she had a future that included him in it. She talked to him asking him to wake up. He needed to wake up. She needed his love. He had to wake up so he could show his love to her again.

The morning after the accident the president of the company came and sat with Ricky’s family. Mr. Porter was very fond of Ricky. He sat and prayed with the family staying most of the day watching over him. He told Lucy of his many talks with Ricky and how many times Ricky stated how much his wife meant to him.

One those conversations was just last week. It involved the upcoming Valentine’s Day. For Ricky the holiday was very special. As the last blood member of his family, it was up to him to carry on a family tradition that is generations old. He noted to Mr. Porter he hoped God would allow him a son some day so he could teach him to carry on his family heritage. A heritage based on love.

Mr. Porter could say no more about his talk with Ricky. It was forbidden for the woman to be told the message behind their Valentine’s Day tradition.

More hours passed as Mr. Porter stayed with Ricky leaving for only a short time to make sure the other two men who were injured were taken care of properly. He relayed their prayers for Ricky’s recovery when he returned.

He paid his respects to everyone and left telling them he would be by the next day.

After he left Lucy thought of his words. Ricky told the president of his company how much he loved her and how important his family’s Valentine’s Day tradition was. What kind of tradition? Ricky never remembered Valentine’s Day, did he? All she ever received from him was a card and a box of chocolates. What’s so damn important about that?

Lucy felt a hand on her shoulder. Turning her head Helen was standing over looking down. “You need anything?”

“You know where I keep all the cards he’s given me. Will you please bring them to me?” She nodded and left to retrieve them.

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