When I was growing up, Valentine’s Day was a very big deal at my house. It was my parents’ anniversary. They were very romantic. They believed in establishing a lot of traditions to make all kinds of days special. At our house, Dan Cupid came every Valentine’s Day. He may not have come to your home quite this way, so I will share the story.
We would all be having supper–my dad, mom, both of my brothers, and me. As is typical my folks would be getting up from the table now and then to put more food on the table, pour milk, or whatever. In the midst of all that, the front doorbell would ring. “Kids, go see who is at the door”. Knowing what was going on we’d squeal and run for the front door. We’d fling the door open. No one was there, but there was a pile of what used to be called ‘penny valentines’ each in an envelope. We’d grab them and run back to the table and sit down, placing the valentines on the table. Pretty soon there would be a knock on the back door. We’d run to the back door and open it. There was another pile of valentines. Again we’d grab them and run back to the table and sit down. the process would repeat for about maybe 20 minutes.
Finally, the ringing and knowing would stop. We’d open the valentines and on the back of each one was written ‘from Dan Cupid’ or ‘from Guess Who’….We would be almost breathless from racing each other from table to door to table to door. The valentines were for all of us–no names on the envelopes. Besides that, there was always a dish of those tasty conversation hearts on the table. My brothers and I were great fans of this whole tradition. As a matter of fact any tradition my parents began was repeated forever. My mom often jokes “in our family once is a tradition”. Dan Cupid came to our house every year…long after we each grew up..through high school and college and beyond.
Fast forward to the first Valentine’s Day after I got married. My dear husband is very romantic. I got home from work before he did. He came home bearing a box of Godiva chocolates and a dozen roses. He brought home a lovely steak to cook for supper. We sat there eating dinner….and…no doorbell….no knocking…eventually I burst into tears….sobbing and crying…and very homesick 1,000 miles from home. He, of course, was baffled. “What is wrong, sweetie?”he asked. “Dan [sob] Cupid [sob] isn’t coming I guess” I [sob]” He said. “Huh???”. Up until this point I thought Dan Cupid came to his (and every) house too. We had never discussed it…..so I told him. He comforted me. We finished dinner. We did the dishes. He made coffee and sat me down in the living room of our apartment.
Then he said he needed to run up the street to the grocery store and pick up a few things, but would be back soon. He kissed me goodbye and turned on the TV for me. After awhile, there was a knock at the apartment door…..the door by the kitchen. Because of fire code, there were two separate doors into the apartment. One was by the kitchen, the other by the living room. Out in the hallway those two separate entrances were separated by a fire door. Anyway, there was a knock at the door by the kitchen. I opened the door and…DAN CUPID HAD COME!!! Lo and behold there was a pile of valentines. I picked them up and put them on the kitchen floor. Before I could sit back down, oh yes, there was a knock at the living room door. I opened it up—another pile. I happily dashed from door to door for quite some time. Then the knocking ceased. I took the pile to the couch and sat down. On the back of each valentine was written “from Dan Cupid” or “from Guess Who”… I was so happy. After awhile my husband came home. I gave him the biggest hug and kiss EVER. What a guy. He said with a grin”i could have saved some big bucks, eh?” I just laughed.
We continued that tradition to this day. We raised our son with that tradition. And THAT is how Dan Cupid came and still comes to my house. Love is in the air. Love is in so much of what we say and do. Happy Valentine’s Day!! I hope Dan Cupid comes to your house today.
No such luck Kate, my Neville does not believe in Valentine’s. He says that it is commercial greed and that if you really love somebody it is what is in your heart not what is on a card.
In a way I agree with him but I would love to get just one Valentine’s card
:-(. If I was there I’d bring you a Valentine. Have you tell him how much it would mean to you? If he objects to the money he could write you a love letter. You could tell him that way You could get an expression of his love without him “buying into what he sees as commercial greed”…..after all, he doesn’t have to be the boss of all 365 days you could say!
my post today is a Valentine – and although it comes from a stranger, and it is a virtual greeting, it comes from the heart. feel free to check it out and enjoy! it’s on pix & kardz and you can find it at http://wp.me/p1hfki-1zY 🙂
Thanks so much. Hope your Valentines’ Day was extra-special.
I never knew his name. Thanks Kate. Yes Cupid, er..ahem.. Dan comes to my house every year. I grew up with two brothers and all holidays were made to be a big deal by our mother. Even after we all left home finally she still decorated, sent gifts, and was just as happy as could be doing it.
Blessed by marrying my BFF who is also a romantic. One year he hit all the marks with me. Chocolate, flowers, and even music. He bought me a single 45rpm record of Willie nelson singing “All of Me.” My BFF said, ” Babe, if I could sing I would sing this song you too, but since we both know that’s not a possibility I have asked Willie to stand in for me.”
So worked for me.
awww your BFF is a treasure…mine too. missing him today as he is out east on business,
I know your BFF will be making up for it in some way, if he has not all ready. I know you are incredibly blessed with your own treasure. How blessed are we?.
Happy Heart Day Kate!
he already did. we celebrated sunday—he got me roses and chocolate and a card…and we will celebrate more when he returns. we skyped last night—it was so good to see his face…we will skype each day. i think that will help enormously!!
you must have changed your sign-in procedure, as i am unable to post as ‘pix & kardz’ – but it is really me. i loved this post! what a great tradition – and how sweet that your husband went along with it. do give my regards to Dan Cupid – i suspect he will stop by your place again this year 🙂
have a very Happy Valentine’s Day!
i did mess with it and it got very weird for a bit. i had to sign in in order to approve my own comments. I think i have it set so that if you have an approved comment from the past you get your post automatically gets posted. let me know if there is a problem.
Kate, that was so touching. I don’t even cry at movies, but you got some tears. I think I will try that on my big kids today…….never too late to smile.
Aw, thanks Terri! So, did you try it yesterday—did they have fun?
Hi Kate, what a charming story!! I can see the fun and glee in your family of origin when Dan Cupid would do his thing…and then the disappointment you describe when you were a newlywed and missed your long-standing tradition. I also like the sentiment of doing something “once [makes] it a tradition”. My mother was big on every holiday Hallmark created and so we celebrated something monthly with decorations or desserts or food. I carried that forward when married and when kids were around.
Wishing I had a special beau to buy me flowers but I don’t. My weekly tradition is purchasing a bouquet for myself–I bring a few to the office and keep the rest at home. Crazy I know, but I still put out some holiday-related centerpiece on my dining table, just for me~~anticipating any guests is part of the “Dan Cupid” in my heart. Ellen
Ellen—it sounds like our moms were cut from the same cloth. Isn’t it a blast finding special ways to make days special? I love your concept of buying yourself a bouquet each week. How life-affirming. We still decorate for all kinds of things, too. When we lived in NJ in a townhouse community almost the entire community decorated their doors and front windows for all holidays—you know, New Years’, MLK day, Valentine’s,Presidents’ Day,St. Patrick’s Day, Easter, April Fools Day, May Day, Memorial Day, Flag Day, 4th of July, Labor Day, Halloween, Thanksgiving, and Christmas. Oftentimes they would even decorate their porches and front yards with displays too. it was gobs of fun. There were tons of kids in the neighborhood—and they jost loved all the constant decorations.
Such a cute story, Kate! So sweet that your hubby carried on the tradition for you. Happy Valentine’s Day!
Isn’t he just the best? Glad you liked the story. 🙂
Oh Kate, what a lovely tradition! I wished I’d thought of it when my children were growing up! My parents, too, made every holiday something special. It was a gift! A family of traditions is a rich family, indeed!
Thanks, Debbie. I love to hear about all the lovely traditions people have. We are doubly blessed by our traditions.
I came over from A Daily Life, and I just had to follow. We seem to be like minded.
I have never had Dan Cupid come to my door, but don’t often get to see my sweetie on most of Valentine’s day. He does singing Valentines all day with a barbershop quartet all over the county where we live. This year, at the beginning of the day, he and the three other guys sang to me over the phone. It made my day!
I am so glad to get to meet you. How wonderful that your sweetie and his friends are brightening so many days with their singing. How completely lovely. What a happy thing to do. I am so glad they serenaded you at the beginning of the day. Welcome to my blog. I am happy to get to know you.—Kate
everything about that tradition is SO perfect!! i love that you shared Dan with us!!!
Thanks! When we lived in NJ we tiptoed around before school one Valentine’s Day morning and put an envelope stuffed with little valentines from Dan Cupid on the front door of each of my son’s friends’ doors so they would have something from Dan Cupid, too.
We don’t celebrate it because we try to show each other every day in little and big ways how much we love the other. But it’s nice to hear stories like this 🙂
I think we celebrated it big when I was growing up because my parents’ anniversary was a big, big deal.
I was all dressed and ready to go to a concert this morning, and NOW I HAVE TO REDO MY MAKE-UP!!!!!!
you made me laugh so hard!!! sorry about making you cry ;-). Hope the concert was fabulous 🙂
Kate, that was such a lovely and sweet story! I enjoyed reading it and I may be late in greeting but would like to say a “Happy Valentine’s Day!” to you and your husband for yesterday.
I’m so glad you liked it, Gracie. I hope you had a lovely Valentine’s Day to you and your husband too.
Dear Kate, I tried to ‘like’ this post twice but it wouldn’t let me. I enjoyed this so much!
LOL I wonder why that happened?? Thanks for liking it ❤
Oh what a GREAT Story!! I had such a visual of you crying, and your wonderful husband doing everything right–what a guy!! Love to you both, Caddo
:-). He is a marvel—and he blesses my life every day. So glad you liked the story.
Kate, I love your Valentine story! It makes you laugh and cry at the same time.
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You are one of the most inspiring people I know. Dor
Dor, thank you so very much. You are beyond kind and thoughtful. I feel like Dan Cupid came all over again.