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As a Boyertown graduate, a real estate agent at Glocker Realty, and also a proud member of Building a Better Boyertown & BMBA, I have had the joy of watching our little town grow. I enjoy having any part in helping our community to move forward. I hope this weekly blog will help shine a light on all the great things happening in and around Boyertown, PA.

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Love Stories for Valentine’s Day

Valentine’s Day is a time to celebrate love in all its forms, from the enduring commitment of a lifelong partner to the innocent affection of a child and the deep bonds of friendship. With the subject of love surrounding this holiday, I thought it would be nice to share some short stories depicting just that. Here are a few love stories that just might touch your heart and brighten your day.

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It was a busy morning in a hospital, when an elderly gentleman, came in to have stitches removed from his thumb.

He stated that he was in a hurry and he had an appointment, 30 minutes from now. Then one of nurses came into the room, examined his wound and started to re-dress it.

While taking care of his wound, that nurse engaged him in a conversation with the old man. During the conversation, the nurse ask from the old man,  “Where do you have to be 30 minutes from now?”

The gentleman told her that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife.

As they were talking, the nurse inquired about the health of his wife. He told that she was suffering from Alzheimer’s disease.

After nurse finished dressing his wound, the nurse asked “if you are late, will she worry about it?”

He replied “no because she no longer knows who I am and she hasn’t recognized me for last five years.”

Surprised, the nurse asked him, “And you are still going every morning, even though she doesn’t know who you are?”

He smiled and patted nurse’s hand and said.

“She doesn’t know me, but I still know who she is.”

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Today, my 8-year-old son hugged me and said, “You are the best mom in the whole entire world!” I smiled and sarcastically replied, “How do you know that? You haven’t met every mom in the whole entire world.” My son squeezed me tighter and said, “Yes I have. You are my world.”

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10th Grade

As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called ‘best friend’. I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn’t notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before. I handed them to her.

She said ‘thanks’ and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

11th grade

The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broken her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn’t want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go home.

She looked at me, said ‘thanks’ and gave me a kiss on the cheek…I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

Senior year

One day she walked to my locker. “My date is sick” she said, ”he’s not going to go” and I didn’t have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as ‘best friends’.

So we did. That night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes.

Then she said- “I had the best time, thanks!” and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

Graduation

A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine-but she didn’t notice me like that, and I knew it.

Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her.

Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said- ‘you’re my best friend, thanks’ and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

Marriage

Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now and will drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn’t see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said ‘you came!’.

She said ‘thanks’ and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

Death

Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my ‘best friend’.

At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years.

This is what it read:

‘I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn’t notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don’t want to be just friends,

I love him but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me!

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