I don't really have one stand out Valentines Day. I do have a childhood memory that encompasses many Valentines Days growing up. Every year my father would bring home two heart shaped boxes of candy. One small one - very plainly wrapped. And one large one - usually decorated with bows or artifical roses and satiny material. Every year the small one went to my mom and the big beautiful one went to me. My mom and I laugh about it to this day. I guess you could say I was "Daddy's Little Girl"
He has been gone for fifteen years. I was blessed to have him for a father. He was my first Valentine. I really do miss him! Thanks Daddy!
what a sweet memory. I can imagine the smile you must feel every time you look at those big heart boxes of chocolates in the stores!
ReplyDeleteAaww! What a great memory...I too was "daddy's little girl".
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What a sweet story! I can see why you miss him - thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteSuch a lovely memory! Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteDads are so special - I'm lucky to still have mine here - He's 84 and in great health - I hope i have those genes.
ReplyDeleteI love this memory you have of your father! He must have been a special man!
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