February has been the month to celebrate love dating way back to the Middle Ages. In fact, Valentine’s Day ranks second only to Christmas in number of greeting cards sent. Cards have always been special to me so I guess that’s why I still enjoy the holiday.
As a kid, I loved Valentine’s Day. During elementary school, each year our homework assignment was to decorate a box for our classroom party. Most years, I used an old shoe box. Red or pink construction paper or tissue paper covered the outside. Hand crafted hearts of various sizes and colors adorned the top and sides. The lid was wrapped separately so the valentines could be removed without destroying the beautiful box.
Decorating the box was fun, but after the Valentine’s Day party, we would get to open those note cards of love. I would open the larger cards last because I just knew they were from someone special.
Upon returning home, I’d re-open the box and line up the cards, taking my time to enjoy each one. If I received one in the mail, I felt extra special. A mailed card still remains a special treat.
Now that the grandkids are starting to read, the message in the card is more important than ever. It must be simple but clearly state our love. For the past few years, I gave the grandchildren their valentines personally so I could watch their faces light up. Now that they are older, I mail the cards hoping they will feel special, too.
We can use a touch of Valentine’s Day throughout the year. A card can lift you out of a bad mood and elevate your spirit, sending a message of love and caring. One of my favorite authors, Anonymous once said, “Valentine hearts beat more passionately than everyday hearts.” It’s up to us to pick up that beat on more than just this designated day of love.