So today is Valentine’s Day. My wife and I really have never “celebrated” this holiday (one of us typically is working) and when we had the opportunity, we did not have the finances to do anything special. This is why small tokens, like flowers and candy, are a staple for us as a show of affection and support.
When I was younger, I always envisioned picking up my wife from work and whisking her away to a Caribbean island for a week to celebrate our relationship (I know, sometimes I feel like I am a hopeless romantic). But as I have grown older, I understand that special occasions sometimes have to take a backseat to more pressing matters. This is why those small tokens are a nice “I’m thinking about you” memento.
This year, I decided to pick up some chocolate. I gave it to my wife yesterday, but I still feel like I should try to get a few more things for both her and our children. See, commercialism’s guilt seems to win out every time.
In grade school, one of my favorite things to receive were conversation hearts. These are those little heart-shaped candies that had phrases like “I love you” or “Be mine” on them. I always wanted to be able to spell out a large conversation piece with the candies. I mean… you can try, but it always ends up being like “Be true, my love. Text me, my girl.” Nothing really spectacular about that.
Talking with people at the office, they discussed how they didn’t really like the taste of the hearts. I would have to disagree, but I have had my fair share of candy and know that there are worse things out there (have you ever had jelly beans with really weird flavors mixed in with normal jelly beans? I think not!). I compare the hearts taste to that of an Altoid, a bit chalky but not terrible. Also if you got one of the orange or yellow ones, they were really sweet in flavor.
“Trust, who do you?”
Yesterday, my trust was restored by a friend. Having borrowed the friend some money during some hard times, I finally received repayment. I was getting to a point to write-off what I had given them, but I received a call out of nowhere and caught up with them.
The issue wasn’t so much about the money, but my ability to identify someone’s personality. I trusted that I knew what type of person they were and I was right. This is one of the most relieving and best experiences that you can have. It restores a little bit of faith that you have for humanity.
Valentine’s Day shoutout
I want to give a big shoutout to my wife, my children, my mother and the rest of my family. I love you guys and you keep me grounded.
I also want to thank friends and acquaintances that have been there for me in the good times and the bad. I know that this day is usually for your significant other but I want you folks to know that you mean a lot to me as well. Thanks.
Zach Stich is the managing editor of The Daily Journal. His column appears each Thursday.