This got me thinking of Dear John Letters. Well, my "Dear John" letter, from my days a LDS missionary.
I had a dear friend in high school that we will call A. A was a great person who I never really told how much I liked her until after I was on my mission. She agreed to keep in touch with me, but reserved her right not to "wait" for me. (A right that I never considered taking, BTW.)
Well, about 18 months in, my first mission president had a heart attack. In a mission conference in front of 200 missionaries, including myself. He was dead before he got to the hospital. About a week later, after I had come to terms with the situation, I wrote and told her about the events of the weekend. A few weeks after that, I got a letter from A. I remember the first two sentences of that letter:
Dear Elder Bob-
Sorry to hear about your mission president. This may not be the best time to tell you, but I'm getting married.
The reason this is a story worth telling?
I got the letter on my birthday.
My Birthday happens to be Valentine's Day.
P.S. I'll warn you when I have these stories to tell that don't really mean much.....