This week’s Valentine’s Day celebrations bring to my mind special Valentine’s Day memories from my teen years. First, my mom always got a big box of Russel Stover chocolates from my dad. Hers was always the big, bright shiny red box with a great ribbon or flower on top. Dad got us kids the small version of the red box. It was chocolate heaven! Mom still gets that box every year, and I expect this year will be no different. Some things will never change—nor should they.
When I was a teenager, my mom embroidered a heart-shaped pillow for my sister and one for me. I am sure Keith got something wonderful, but the embroidered pillows were for the girls. She saw a photograph of an embroidered pillow in a magazine and sketched her own version on fabric. With her wool embroidery threads, she stitched countless hours on these and finished them with a cream lace border. Her embroidery skills are wonderful, and her creativity is limitless. The entwined garlands of flowers and petite cherub stitched ever so carefully made this pillow stunning. Janice and I have treasured these for years.
Please share with me your special memories of Valentine’s Day or special traditions that you love during this time.