I grew up
the daughter of a florist & greenhouse owner, in a typical small American
town. Valentine’s Day was a huge holiday that put food on the table for a large
portion of the year. So although there are all sorts of Anti-Valentine’s Day
protests out there, I know that my family would not have been able to survive
without this piece of “American Capitalism”.
My first memories
of Valentine’s Day are of my Dad bringing a beautiful card with yummy boxes of
chocolates and of course flowers to my Mom, me and my sister. Also on that day
was Mom and Dad telling us we were their sweethearts and showering us with hugs
and kisses.
My second
set of memories was the celebration that took place each year in grade school.
My mom and I would spend time making the annual Valentine’s box that would be
attached to the front of my desk in school with a large rectangular whole cut
out to receive the cards and gifts from all of my classmates. I think my
favorite part was the arts and crafts time with my mom. I had the advantage of
having an extraordinarily talented mom with access to all the pretty foil and
glitter that her flower shop could provide to make the box what I viewed as the
best one in class. I wish I had one of those boxes or at least a picture, but I
have the cherished memories in my heart forever! That’s love too, a memory that
one can hold and ponder on!
Each year
we would have a big box of generic paper Valentine cards that would be
addressed and stuffed including candy for each classmate; holding out the
special ones for best friends and giving them a little extra candy. I
absolutely loved fishing through the chalky candy hearts for just the right
message to hand out to each person based on what they meant to me. I can still
feel and smell those chalky candies with fond nostalgia! Little packages of candy
heart Red Hots were usually in the mix somewhere too; with their lovely smell
and taste of cinnamon! There was at some point starting in the third grade a
hope of more than just all the standard fare; that maybe there would be a card
or gift from a special boy that I liked. I don’t remember specific names, but
that was “love” from the perspective of 3rd to 6th grader; including
giggling girls whispering and sharing what we had received. I think there was a
class party complete with mom’s who brought baked goods. Last but not least we
had a special Valentine for the teacher; so many memories!
Later on in
Jr. High and High School there were “romantic” celebrations and gift exchanges
with steady boyfriends and sometimes gifts from others who showed interest as
well. I remember my first fresh chocolate covered strawberries; delicious! Thank
goodness chocolate is available year round!! I got away from celebrating the
specific day. My remaining tradition is to always wear
pink or red and or hearts for some fun. I cherish my memories made in childhood.
I also
cherish the fact that we three ladies of my family were always told that we
were all dad’s sweethearts, not just on Valentine’s Day but everyday. It was
good to know from both parents that no matter how chaotic and crazy things got
in our family, there was always genuine love; that was the foundation we
operated from. It’s a safety and security that you can’t always see in moments
of high emotion, but when the dust settles and your logical side kicks in you
know that you were loved; that everything they worked for was to provide safety
and security for my sister and me.
Over the
last 20 years I have had my truest love and my best friendship with my husband.
We don’t have any special occasions because everyday that we can wake up and
spend time together is special. All of these memories put together are soul
food or as my school “The Institute for Integrative Nutrition” calls them
Primary Food. We all need Primary Food to survive, also coined by the founder
of my school Joshua Rosenthal we all need to give and receive “Vitamin “L”
(Love)”. I am so glad to be alive and awake, to have found the Primary Foods
that feed me so that I can use Vitamin “L” to nurture and feed everyone that I
love!
Amen to love! I didn't know folks protested Valentine's Day. How sad! Let's continue to celebrate love :)
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