Every year I keep a careful eye on the mood and tone of Valentine’s Day. As we’re crowded around the coffee table, piled with chocolatey love treasures I nonchalantly observe:
Is anyone reading the notes they get?
Looking for covert messages of elementary school love?
Is anyone writing the notes with a special someone in mind?
I’ve noticed there is a special effort and concentration in writing one’s name in cursive. Nate’s new N is beautiful. And that’s about it.
No one is worried that their Reese’s peanut butter cups came with XOXO stickers and that someone might get the wrong idea. They’re only worried about peanut allergies and that ironically, our buddy Reece can’t eat Reese’s. He’s vegan.
Looks as though this year’s the same as the last. They’re still entirely consumed with their love for…
candy.