I’ve said this before, I was not popular in school. When I was in grade school, we had Candy-Grams on Valentine’s Day. All the kids lined up with quarters and bought little cards that had a heart-shaped sucker attached. They wrote a message and put someone’s name on it.
Teachers passed out the Candy-Grams to everyone who had received one. All the boys and girls were excited because they couldn’t wait to see how many friends had sent them one. There I sat alone at my desk, wishing someone would ask me to be their Valentine. But nobody did.
Then one year, a lady walked into the classroom with a big, shiny balloon that said “Be My Valentine”. Everyone’s eyes lit up. Who could it be for? The anticipation was so exciting.
The lady carrying the balloon walked over and gave it to me. I could hear other kids gasping. Why would anyone send me a balloon?
I opened the card and it said “Happy Valentine’s Day! Love, Your Secret Admirer”. I recognized the writing immediately. It was from my Mom. Sensing that I was lonely, like all Mothers do, she had sent the balloon to lift my spirits.
The rest of the day, I was so proud. The other kids were jealous, and they had no idea who the balloon was from. I remember walking proudly home from the bus stop, balloon in hand. I came home and gave my Mom a great big hug and kiss.
It was the best Valentine’s Day of my childhood.
I realize a lot of my readers are single. I also realize a lot of you hate this day. But don’t feel that way, because you’re my friends. I love you, and I’ll be your Valentine 😀