It was her last Valentine’s Day

“My mother’s last Valentine’s Day I knew would be her last.I bought her a balloon in the shape of a heart.  She was so happy about this balloon.  Happier, in fact, than I thought the average person would be.  But she said, “you know, balloons are my favorite”.  No, I did not know that.  In that case, I had a task to do.  The balloon I had bought her was not the actual balloon I wanted to buy for her.  The one I wanted to buy for her was much bigger and more grand.  Realizing how happy she was about the balloon I brought to her, I knew I needed to go back and buy the bigger one as well.  This was, after all, her last Valentine’s Day.  So I set out to buy this big, grand, beautiful heart shaped balloon.  I brought it home and watched her face light up with a big smile.  That made me so happy.  She wasn’t with us much longer after that.  Valentine’s Day the following year came and I bought my young son a Valentine’s Day balloon, or so I thought.  I realized it was really for my mom.  And now, every Valentine’s Day my tradition is to buy a balloon for her.  It helps me to honor her memory in a positive way and brings a little more joy to my day and my home.”

-Anonymous