My Valentine

I came to study in this little town 2002. I was alone, had been for 10 years and at the moment was learning new skills ( upholstery)
The year finished and I was packing my things to go back to my hometown Imatra in the other end of Finland.
Had my last evening with friends in a local dancing place.
And there he was , this black haired tall man , that I thought could be Italian or something.
We danced once and he was Finnish.
We glanced secretly each others and before the evening was over, he came to me and said: "Shall we go to your place, or to mine?"
We went to his place and spent together the last two weeks I had in that town.
And then I left. Lots of talking in phone and then one day he suddenly stood at our door. My old mother met him first time.
He had driven over snowy Finland in January during 8 hours to see me. Next day he left again. I was so in love.
At Valentines day he returned, dressed in his best suit and took me to the shop to buy engagement rings. My sweet brave Prince drove again those 8 hours! We returned back to Teuva together.
We were married at Christmas time..It happened eight years ago and I do love him more every day. It was not so obvious, because I was 58.....