Short Stories: The Red Rose – A Valentine’s Day Reunion

Eliza sat on the edge of her bed, her fingers tracing the worn pages of her old school yearbook. It was Valentine’s Day, a day that held bittersweet memories of love lost and dreams deferred. As she flipped through the pages, a pressed red rose fluttered to the floor, its vibrant petals a stark contrast against the faded memories of her youth.

Her thoughts drifted back to James, her high school sweetheart, and the tumultuous relationship they shared. Their love had been passionate and intense, a whirlwind of emotions that swept them both off their feet. But with passion came turbulence, and their journey together had been punctuated by countless fights and tearful reconciliations.

Eliza sighed as she recalled the final days of their relationship. It had been a decision born out of necessity—a choice to break free from the cycle of heartache and uncertainty. As she graduated from high school, she made the difficult decision to part ways with James, hoping that time and distance would heal the wounds of their fractured love.

Years passed, and life carried Eliza forward, leaving behind the echoes of her past. She built a career, forged new friendships, and found solace in the rhythm of everyday life. Yet, the memory of James lingered like a faint whisper, a reminder of a love that had once consumed her heart.

On that fateful Valentine’s Day, two decades later, Eliza found herself drawn back to the remnants of her youth. The pressed red rose, a relic of a bygone era, stirred something deep within her soul. With a sense of nostalgia tinged with longing, she decided to embark on a journey to find James, to seek closure or perhaps the possibility of a second chance at love.

With trembling hands, Eliza typed James’s name into the search bar, her heart pounding with anticipation. To her surprise, his profile appeared on the screen, a testament to the passage of time and the interconnectedness of fate. They were both in the same town, separated by mere miles yet worlds apart.

Gathering her courage, Eliza reached out to James, her fingers hesitating over the send button. Would he remember her? Would he be open to reconnecting after all these years? The questions lingered like a lingering fog, obscuring the path ahead.

To her relief, James responded with warmth and sincerity, his words a beacon of hope in the darkness of uncertainty. They agreed to meet for coffee, a tentative step towards reconciliation and rediscovery.

As Eliza entered the quaint café, her heart fluttered with nervous anticipation. Would James still be the same person she remembered from her youth? Would the years have softened the rough edges of their past, paving the way for a new beginning?

Her questions were soon answered as James walked through the door, his smile as bright as the sun on a summer’s day. Time seemed to stand still as they embraced, the years melting away in the warmth of their reunion.

Their conversation flowed effortlessly, each word a bridge connecting their shared past to the present moment. They laughed over shared memories and reminisced about the innocence of their youth. For a brief moment, it felt as if no time had passed at all, and they were once again the young lovers who had dared to dream of forever.

As the afternoon sun dipped below the horizon, Eliza and James found themselves lost in each other’s gaze. It was a moment of clarity, a realization that despite the trials and tribulations of their past, their love had endured, resilient and unwavering.

In the days that followed, Eliza and James embarked on a journey of rediscovery, exploring the depths of their shared history and the possibilities of their future. They laughed, they cried, and they navigated the complexities of love with grace and understanding.

With each passing day, their bond deepened, a testament to the transformative power of forgiveness and redemption. They learned to embrace the imperfections of their past, understanding that it was through their struggles that they had grown stronger, both individually and as a couple.

And so, on a bright and beautiful Valentine’s Day, one year from the day they reunited, Eliza and James stood hand in hand, surrounded by the ones they loved most. It was a day of celebration, the culmination of their journey from heartache to happiness, from separation to unity. And of course, Eliza had a bouquet of red roses, which reminded them both of their long journey to get there.

As they exchanged vows beneath a canopy of blooming roses, their love blossomed like the petals of a flower, vibrant and full of promise. Their hearts beat as one, a testament to the enduring power of love to heal, transform, and bring two souls together in a journey of everlasting devotion.

In that moment, as they sealed their love with a kiss, Eliza and James knew that their story was just beginning. For in the garden of their hearts, the seeds of their love had taken root, destined to bloom and flourish for all eternity. And as they danced beneath the stars, surrounded by the fragrance of roses and the whispers of the wind, they knew that their love would always be their guiding light, illuminating the path ahead with the promise of endless possibilities.

Valentine’s Day

Today is Valentine’s Day which worldwide is celebrated as the day of love. Also called Saint Valentine’s Day or the Feast of Saint Valentine, Valentine’s Day is celebrated annually on February 14 and originated as a Christian feast day honouring one or two early Christian martyrs named Saint Valentine and, through later folk traditions, has become a significant cultural, religious, and commercial celebration of romance and love in many regions of the world.

There are several martyrdom stories associated with the various Valentines connected to February 14, including an account of the imprisonment of Saint Valentine of Rome for ministering to Christians persecuted under the Roman Empire in the third century. According to an early tradition, Saint Valentine restored sight to the blind daughter of his jailer and numerous later additions to the legend have better related it to the theme of love. An 18th-century embellishment to the legend claims he wrote the jailer’s daughter a letter signed “Your Valentine” as a farewell before his execution while another addition posits that Saint Valentine performed weddings for Christian soldiers who were forbidden to marry.

The Feast of Saint Valentine was established by Pope Gelasius I in 496 AD to be celebrated on February 14 in honour of Saint Valentine of Rome, who died on that date in 269 AD. The day became associated with romantic love in the 14th and 15th centuries when notions of courtly love flourished, apparently by association with the lovebirds of early spring. In 18th century England, it grew into an occasion in which couples expressed their love for each other by presenting flowers, offering confectionery, and sending greeting cards, known as valentines. By the 1900s printed cards began to replace written letters due to improvements in printing technology. Ready-made cards were an easy way for people to express their emotions in a time when direct expression of one’s feelings was discouraged. Cheaper postage rates also contributed to an increase in the popularity of sending Valentine’s Day greetings. The Valentine’s Day symbols that are used today include the heart-shaped outline, doves, and the figure of the winged Cupid. In Italy, Saint Valentine’s Keys are given to lovers as a romantic symbol and an invitation to unlock the giver’s heart, as well as to children to ward off epilepsy, also known as Saint Valentine’s Malady. Americans probably began exchanging hand-made valentines in the early 1700s. Today, according to the Greeting Card Association, an estimated 145 million Valentine’s Day cards are sent each year, making Valentine’s Day the second largest card-sending holiday of the year, after Christmas.

An official feast day in the Anglican Communion and the Lutheran Church, the day is not a public holiday anywhere. Many parts of the Eastern Orthodox Church also celebrate Saint Valentine’s Day on July 6 in honour of the Roman presbyter Saint Valentine, and on July 30 in honour of Hieromartyr Valentine, the Bishop of Interamna in modern-day Terni, Italy.

While the European folk traditions connected with Saint Valentine and St. Valentine’s Day have become marginalised by the modern Anglo-American customs connecting the day with romantic love, some remaining associations connect the saint with the advent of spring. While the custom of sending cards, flowers, chocolates and other gifts originated in the UK, Valentine’s Day remains connected with various regional customs in England. In Norfolk, a character called Jack Valentine knocks on the rear door of houses leaving sweets and presents for children with many children scared of this mystical person. In Slovenia, Saint Valentine or Zdravko was one of the saints of spring, the saint of good health and the patron of beekeepers and pilgrims as the belief is that plants and flowers start to grow on this day and has been celebrated as the day when the first work in the vineyards and the fields commences. The day is also said to mark the beginning of spring.

The oldest known valentine still in existence today was a poem written in 1415 by Charles, Duke of Orleans, to his wife while he was imprisoned in the Tower of London following his capture at the Battle of Agincourt. (The greeting is now part of the manuscript collection of the British Library in London, England.) Several years later, it is believed that King Henry V hired a writer named John Lydgate to compose a valentine note to Catherine of Valois.

Cupid is often portrayed on Valentine’s Day cards as a naked cherub launching arrows of love at unsuspecting lovers. But the Roman God Cupid has his roots in Greek mythology as the Greek god of love, Eros. Accounts of his birth vary; some say he is the son of Nyx and Erebus; others, of Aphrodite and Ares; still others suggest he is the son of Iris and Zephyrus or even Aphrodite and Zeus, who would have been both his father and grandfather. According to the Greek Archaic poets, Eros was a handsome immortal who played with the emotions of Gods and men, using golden arrows to incite love and leaden ones to sow aversion. It wasn’t until the Hellenistic period that he began to be portrayed as the mischievous, chubby child he’d become on Valentine’s Day cards.

Giving red roses may be an obvious romantic gesture today on Valentine’s Day, but it wasn’t until the late 17th century that giving flowers became a popular custom. The practice can be traced back to when King Charles II of Sweden learned the language of flowers which pairs different flowers with specific meanings on a trip to Persia and subsequently introduced the tradition to Europe. The act of giving flowers then became a popular trend during the Victorian Era, including on Valentine’s Day, with red roses symbolising deep love.

So here’s wishing everyone a very Happy Valentine’s Day. Remember, where there is love, there is life!