My dad always remembered every holiday. When I was a little girl, he would treat both my mom and me on Valentine's Day. Mom would get a big heart-shaped box of chocolates, which she had to share, and I would get a smaller box of chocolates all to myself. Sometimes he would have cards sent from Loveland, Colorado, with their special love stamp carefully affixed by hand.
With Valentine's Day ahead, I can't help but remember Dad. I may not have shown him how much I loved and appreciated him while he was alive, but now I'm grateful for that sweet memory of Valentine's Day.
Thanks, Dad!
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