Showing posts with label love stories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love stories. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Give Books, Not Roses for Valentine's Day Giveaway!




So, here's the deal. Hachette Books wants to give one of you a sweet prize for Valentine's Day -- two books and a yummy chocolate candy bar. Like I said, it's sweet.

The following is a letter from Christina Boys, editor of the two books included in the giveaway:

Dear Reader,

Valentine's Day is just around the corner! The crisp, cool air feels a little sweeter and stores are filling their shelves with greeting cards and candies. But instead of sharing the usual gifts, the way to someone's heart can be through a story (and maybe a little bit of chocolate). Hachette Book Group is offering a "Give Books, Not Roses" Valentine's Day giveaway for those of you who want to express your admiration for friends, family, and loved ones.

Love Gently Falling, written by Melody Carlson, is a romantic novella about the power of Valentine's Day and how one woman discovers love while at the same time saving her family's business. Successful hairstylist to the stare, Rita Jensen, returns to her hometown in Chicago after receiving news that her mother has suffered a stroke. Though Rita must come up with a plan to save her mother's salon, the oncoming holiday and her undeniable feelings for an old classmate become quite a distraction.

 Keys of Heaven is the second book in Adina Senft's Healing Grace trilogy. Amish widow, Sarah Yoder, helps her community by creating teas and tinctures from the herbs she grows. She struggles to find love with an Amish man, and she doesn't know what to do about her attraction to her friend, Henry Byler, who has turned away from her beliefs. Sarah's story will show anyone that romantic love is not the only love that matters.

Valentine's Day is an internationally celebrated day of romance, dating back to the 5th century. But today, love touches our lives in so many different ways. Whether you are dedicating the day to your good friends or your life partner, treat them to these wonderful stories of courage, kindness, and love.

Sincerely,

Christina Boys
Editor of LOVE GENTLY FALLING and KEYS OF HEAVEN


So, why not enter to win a copy of both books, plus some delicious chocolate from Olive & Sinclair

Simply comment below on why you think books and chocolate are better than roses and chocolate for Valentine's Day. Then share the title of your favorite romantic book of all time. 

Contest ends at midnight EST on February 14, 2015. Winner will be selected via Random.org and will be announced on the blog, FB and Twitter and will have 48 hours to email me their mailing address before an alternate winner is chosen. Make sure you check back for the announcement on Monday, February 16th.

Good luck! 






For those of you who don't win, the books can be purchased online through the following links:

LOVE GENTLY FALLING

KEYS OF HEAVEN
 


Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Thicker than Blood


Bill and me Dec. 2013



Bill and I started dating on December 20, 1989. Here is our story, as seen in the new edition of CHICKEN SOUP FOR THE SOUL: THE DATING GAME. I hope it inspires you during this season of love.








Thicker than Blood



“He’s ten years older than me!” I said to my friend, Kathy, as she tried talking me into meeting her husband’s best friend.

       “You don’t have to marry him; just go out with him. I hate seeing two of my closest friends hurting the way you are and thought you’d be good company for each other.”

Recently widowed at the age of thirty-two, I was anxious to be married again. Bill, on the other hand, was separated, with no plans to ever have another wife. Yet, once I agreed to meet him, we clicked and started spending all our available time together.

With four daughters between us, alone time was a precious commodity. We spent hours on the phone, talking late into the night. With each passing month, we grew closer and closer. Yet, we still had opposite marriage goals for our lives.

        It wasn’t long before I was, as they say, head over heels in love with Bill. He’d walk into a room and take my breath away. However, my feelings made him uncomfortable. After all, he was still in love with his wife, and wanted nothing more than to work things out with her. While I agreed that would be the best thing for him and for their two daughters, it was apparent the family was not going to reunite.

He admitted his struggle one night as we sat listening to The Moody Blues. “I don’t know what to do,” he said. “I have strong feelings for you and can’t imagine my life without you, but I still love her.”

“Of course, you do,” I empathized. “I’m not asking you to stop loving her. Loving me doesn’t preclude how you feel about her.”

“I don’t understand. How could I possibly love both of you? It just isn’t right.”

“Who says it isn’t? Don’t you think I still love Jim?”

“That’s different. Your husband is dead.”

I paused, trying to put my thoughts into words. “Do you remember how you felt about April when she was born?”

“I loved her with everything in me. What does that have to do with anything?”

      “Well, when you found out you were going to have another baby, didn’t you wonder how you could possibly love a second child the way you loved the first?”

Still confused, he answered me. “I guess so.”

“So, when Mindy was born, did you have to take some of your love away from April in order to love her?”

“Of course not. I just loved her... as much as I loved her sister.”

“Exactly,” I said, confident my point was made, “you didn’t have to split that love in two to share it. Your heart simply grew.”

“That’s a good way of putting it. But I still don’t understand what that has to do with us,” questioned Bill.

“Well, I’m not asking you to stop loving your first wife. She’s the mother of your children and you were with her for over twenty years. Love like that doesn’t go away. But that doesn’t mean you can’t love me, too. You just have to give your heart permission to grow.”

Over the next few days, he thought about what I said. And then, it happened. Not only did he allow his heart to grow, but he also gave himself permission to say the words I desperately wanted to hear.

“I love you, Hana,” he said gently, tears filling his eyes. “I really love you.”

A few months later, sitting across the table from me at the restaurant where we’d had our first date, he asked me to marry him. Naturally, I said yes.

We’ve been married for over twenty years now. My children, who were only nine and seven when we wed, were blessed with the best daddy they could have hoped for. Now, with children of their own, Grandpap is the heart of the family.

“You’ll never find anyone who will love Bethany and Jessica as much as Jim did,” a relative told me the week after my husband’s death.

She was wrong. Bill loves my girls, our girls, as much as he ever loved his own two daughters. Blood is thicker than water? Maybe. But love is much thicker than blood.



~Hana Haatainen Caye

CHICKEN SOUP FOR THE SOUL: THE DATING GAME

©2013


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