Saturday, February 15, 2025
Yesterday, I was a Valentine! Not once or twice, but THREE times.
Upon arriving at work, I was greeted with a huge surprise–a Valentine basked. My creative friend Lily handed me a heart-shaped candy-filled straw basket topped by a balloon floating upon upright drinking straws. Her sweet surprise turned my afternoon around and overcame my grumpiness for having to work a late shift.
I dropped into the store’s office to say hello and brag about Being a Valentine, and the staff said, “Oh, no, you have two more Valentines!
OMG, 3 Valentines for me!
The last time I was a Valentine, I was in grade school, and we students were exchanging cards with our casual and “secret” Valentines.
Somewhere in those early times, my eldest sister (married and living far away) sent me a card. I loved knowing she cared and memorized the message:
Won’cha be my Valentine?
Won’cha please say Yes!
For, gee, it’s true, I sure like you,
Much more than you can guess.
Believe it or not, those few lines are still important to me, even though they happened many years ago.
Yesterday, I felt grateful for having at-work friends who think positively about me and for the ballooning showpiece, which almost immediately nudged my beloved memory back into life.
I’m a year into this part-time job, where my coworkers and our customers make me feel like I’m in a “good family.”
Dear Friends, I’m still thrilled for having been A Valentine yesterday! Diana
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