When I was in the 5th grade…I watched the love of my life hand out store bought Valentines to everyone but me. She handed me a homemade Valentine. My 11 year old brain saw this as a sign that she didn’t like me very much and had singled me out by giving me a less than perfect card.
I felt bad all day until I got home and showed the card to my sisters. They immediately saw this as a sign that Sandy liked me very much. They finally convinced me that a homemade Valentine was far better than a card that came from the store.
The next day…I thanked Sandy for the card and she hugged me. Our romance lasted until May but it’s always been a special romance because it was my first one. I still thank my sisters to this day for pulling my heart out of the depths of despair and teaching me a little lesson about life.