a valentine’s card i’ll cherish forever

This post was originally published, February 14th, 2009 under the title Be Mine. I brought it back as this is my most cherished Valentine’s Day memory. For you faithful readers, sorry for the duplication, but you’re sure to know how much this means to me.

Though Valentine’s Day is typically a holiday reserved for lovers, over the years many of my most precious Valentine’s Day cards did not come from a significant other. Rather, they came from the other man in my life, my dad.

For as long as I can remember, he sent hand-selected greeting cards to my sisters and me, every year on Valentine’s Day. I always looked forward to finding the frosty or hot pink Hallmark envelope in my mailbox, addressed to Ms. Mary Burt, with his chicken scratch attorney writing, and the words  “Do not open til Feb 14th.”

Despite his intimidating and sometimes overbearing demeanor, he was also a very sensitive and thoughtful man, with a soft spot for the women in his life, of which there were plenty. He had three daughters from a previous marriage, Marci (who has since passed away), Jenny, and Diana, a step daughter Laurie, a foster daughter Karin and me. So in addition to showering my mom with a card, flowers, candy and a little bling, bling, he would also send a card to all his daughters to let us know he was thinking about us. I think he also wanted to make sure we received something in case we were either a) single or b) dating a loser who didn’t think to buy a card.

Valentine’s Day 2001 came only 12 days after my dad was diagnosed with terminal, inoperable cancer and given only a few months to live. He was much too weak to go out and purchase cards, but I couldn’t bare the thought of not having at least one more card. So, on February 10th, I headed to Rite Aid and picked out seven Valentine’s Day card; one for each of his ladies. I thought it would be a nice surprise for all my sisters and my mom who were all certainly thinking the same thing; that we had seen the last of our special cards from Dad.

Later that night I brought the bag of cards into his den and laid them on his desk, next to the back scratcher and the mug of pencils that said “You take it, you return it.” He smiled. The moment was both magical and awkward; there was an elephant in the room…the unspoken reason behind my purchasing the cards. But nevertheless, he was touched and I think very glad to have the opportunity to wish his lovely ladies one last Valentine’s Day sentiment.

And although I had purchased the cards myself, I still felt that flutter of excitement to see mine arrive in the mailbox on February 14th. I couldn’t wait to open it, for it was not the card itself that I looked forward to every year, but it was the handwritten message inside. He always took the time to write a unique, personalized, heartfelt note in each of his cards. I never once received a card from my father that did not have a handwritten note in addition to the pre-printed message. He was “old-fashioned” that way. And sentimental.

Until recently I had forgotten about that “last” card. But the other day, as I was going through my old scrapbooks I came across the card. My heart stopped. I flashed back to the day I stood in the Rite Aid card aisle, trying to pick “just the right card” for each of my siblings and my mom. I had hand selected each one with thought and care, just as he would have. Now, I sat looking down at the card. I opened it slowly, deliberately.

TO MY VALENTINE:

“Dearest Mary – You have been so loving and thoughtful and helping and just plain wonderful during this period which I know has been hard on you. I couldn’t have made it through so well without you – you are a wonder and a treasure.  You are such a wonderful person. I’m so proud to be your father.  I cherish you.

Love, Dad

I’ve placed this card in a scrap book, along with all the other cards I saved from my dad over the years.

I miss his cards.

Happy Valentine’s Day, Dad. I Love You.

******

UPDATE on July 1st, 2011. I am submitting this piece today for The Red Dress Club writing prompt:

“You find a forgotten letter or card from someone important in your life–whether good or bad.  What does it say?  How does it affect you?  What is done with it?”

Though it’s sort of cheating to use an old post, I couldn’t think of any other card or letter I would’ve rather written about. Maybe next week I’ll play by the rules.



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18 Comments

  1. 1
    Crystal says:

    Oh Mary…what a wonderful thing you did to help your Dad carry on his tradition.

  2. 2
    Sarah says:

    Ah, Mary. What a beautiful, and tearjerking, post. I cannot imagine losing my father, of course none of us can, until it happens. How special that you have that card. Thanks for this post. I think I’Il send my Dad a Valentines to let him know how much I love him.

    Hugs Mama

    xoxo, Sarah

  3. 3

    What an amazing memory for you to have, Mary! Thank you for sharing it with us! HUGS to you and your entire family, this Valentine’s Day.

    To be cherished is an amazing gift…one better than any candy or jewel.

  4. 4
    meredtih says:

    Just popped over from Twitter…what a moving post. Sitting here crying in my coffee. Sounds like every Valentine’s Day will be a small and sweet tribute to your amazing dad.
    thanks for sharing.

  5. 5

    Okay, that was so amazing and you are such a strong, giving person. Your dad would be (is) so proud of the amazing women you are today. Now, I’m crying…

  6. 6
    MomZombie says:

    Even though I’ve read this before, it doesn’t fail to bring tears to my eyes.

  7. 7
    Mary Burt-Godwin says:

    Thanks Ladies for your kind words! I love this memory of my dad! Happy V-day to all of you. xo

  8. 8

    Oh, that was so sweet. Brought tears to my eyes.

  9. 9

    I had a desire to start my firm, nevertheless I did not earn enough of cash to do that. Thank God my mate said to utilize the loans. Hence I took the short term loan and made real my desire.

  10. 10
    Diane says:

    Beautiful. I’m choking back tears…
    I cherish all of my greeting cards but it does seem that the ones I cherish most are the ones from loved ones who are no longer with us.

  11. 11
    Mariposa says:

    Aww, what a treasure! My dad gave me his “last Valentine’s Day card” last year before I got married and had a husband to take it over. It was sweet and something I will never get rid of!

  12. 12

    That is absolutely beautiful.. and you have to cherish forever.

  13. 13
    Bruna says:

    Aww, your father sounds so sweet AND you too, for what you did for everyone when your Father was sick and couldn’t keep up with his card sending tradition. Your story brought tears to my eyes.

    Visiting via Mama Kat’s!
    Now following you too!

  14. 14
    jackie says:

    Absolutely beautiful post!

  15. 15
    Mama Kat says:

    Oh Mama Mary. Stop making me cry.

  16. 16
    kisatrtle says:

    simply wonderful.

  17. 17
    Pepca says:

    Oh, this is so touching, absolutely wonderful.

  18. 18

    Oh, so touching and sincere. I have special cards from my dad tucked away to this day. Thanks for sharing with us.

    Mary

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