Hearts; Colored And Cutout, Tissue Flowers, Paper Mache And Memories...

Updated on June 24, 2018
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Politics aside, there is much more to me. I am passionate about many things and those are the things which sustain me.


Not Just Any Old Box

As the decorative box tipped over and fell from the very top shelf; brightly colored cards, cutout hearts, old Valentine's Day envelopes, fell with it, along with a paper mache vase. Faded tissue paper flowers, which had once belonged within the vase, swirled, as if in slow motion, landing softly atop a spectacularly colorful display of memories.

This spectacular display, triggered spectacular memories and they began to flow.

First, memories of candy hearts with happy words and positive messages. Once upon a time, she would devour those sugary little treats, as if they were going to sprout wings and fly away, until she realized they had happy words and positive messages. After that, they were always read.....before they were consumed!

All of those last minute trips with Mom or Dad, to buy Valentine's Day cards, after it was no longer cool to make them at home.

Staying up late, to sign every one, making sure to remember every single person, no one could be left out.

Crazy, the amount of cards handed out and received throughout those elementary years, she couldn't even venture a guess.

Did any one of the boys she liked, ever pick out a special card, that was meant for her and for her alone? She wondered...

Doubtful, it was more likely, whatever their Moms randomly stuck into the various envelopes, with the various names.

She then remembered her first crush, first boyfriend, first date, first kiss and that one crazy Summer of juggling four young men, three of them via letters, because she didn't want to hurt the feelings of any one of them, especially the one in the Military!

Streaming Memories


The simple Act of a single rose, handed out to each and every Lady at church. Valentine's Day made special once again for many lovely ladies, otherwise completely forgotten on the Day of Love.

  • A dance; her feet upon Dad's socks
  • An unexpected gift, the most meaningful gift
  • Mom singing 'You are my Special Angel' to her
  • Cards which came through the mail
  • Chocolate covered strawberries

She thought about that cute little boy with freckles on his nose, he was in her third grade class and was a twin. Apparently his sister had received the entire gift of gab, because 'Freckles' never said a word, (other than "here" or "present") he had still managed to distract her a time or two.

What became of her sixth grade boyfriend, he had actually given her a gold ring, (supposedly his Mom knew all about it, but she had always wondered about that) has he had a good life? Is he still with us here on earth?

The Science Teacher, with the dimples. She melted each time he would call her by her initials...

Whoa Whoa Whoa! That was just a teenager crushing on her Teacher, for an entire year, nothing to do with Valentine's Day, this reminiscing business was getting way off track.

She picks up each item and meticulously places them back into the box and then looks up, contemplating whether the box belongs back on the same shelf or somewhere else.

What else is up on that shelf...she decides to check later.


Back to her wonderful Reality!

All settled down with the man of her dreams and with a family of her own.

Somewhere there is another box, from when her kids were very young.

She remembers more than one polaroid picture of her son, from his pre-school days, they were always set upon a pink heart and she remembers many wonderful handcrafted items, created by her daughter. They always involved a lot of glitter, hearts upon hearts and multiple I Love You's.

Where could that box be...

Her kids are growing up so fast and her daughter is wondering if she will be receiving a special Valentine from a certain someone, while her son wants her to just randomly stuff the envelopes for him and get it over with!

Her daughter is beginning to think of her as being out of touch and incapable of understanding anything about being young and the drama of it all, she lovingly assures her how very wrong she is about that, as she takes over stuffing cards into envelopes for her son, who has now wandered off.....

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      • abwilliams profile imageAUTHOR

        A B Williams 

        10 months ago from Central Florida

        Aww, thank you Eric.

        Our memories, our families, our friends, our Faith...are the things which truly sustain us through it all, aren't they?

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        Eric Dierker 

        10 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

        Just love this piece. Just about one billion memories came to the conscious. Thank you for that.

      • abwilliams profile imageAUTHOR

        A B Williams 

        10 months ago from Central Florida

        Thank you Tim, have a blessed day!

      • Tim Truzy info4u profile image

        Tim Truzy 

        10 months ago from U.S.A.

        She did last night, Abwilliams. She got her roses. As I get ready to go off to do some morning work, I am also glad I am still pretty good at recognizing good people when I run across them such as yourself. My wife still drags me up mountains, through swamps, and into places deep in the middle of nowhere, but she is levelheaded and smart. I appreciate the article; it has a beautiful poetic story within it.

        Have a blessed day.

      • abwilliams profile imageAUTHOR

        A B Williams 

        10 months ago from Central Florida

        No offense taken! I was such a tomboy, my Mom put me in modeling school, hoping to keep me out of trees, football games and mischief...lol

        If your wife scored some roses, my mission is accomplished!

        Happy Valentine's Day to you and your wife.

      • Tim Truzy info4u profile image

        Tim Truzy 

        10 months ago from U.S.A.

        Wonderful, Abwilliams. I will not hazard a guess as to who this person is. I'm not saying it's you by any means.

        However, as a child, I always thought of you as more like Pippi Longstockings, daring, courageous, and the boys may `flirt, but they might get hurt. (Don't be offended, please. My wife thinks that's how I think of most of my female friends' childhood. She was a lot like Pippi.)

        But the tale you shared inspired me to go find her some roses. Great job, Abwilliams.


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