2024 is moving along quickly as we’re entering the month of love (Valentine’s Day). I look back on this event through the years and think what does it mean to me? I couldn’t wait for it as a child. Back then, mothers would buy their children those packages of Valentine cards to hand out at school. There always seemed to be one or two too few for the class so she’d have to buy 2 packages (great marketing on the company’s part). Remember them? Oh maybe you don’t. This was a long time ago and a friend my age and I decided we were antique.
The best cards were the ones with the little heart candies. And I hated giving them to boys. We went to school with a paper bag filled with these, and in return we got one each from the other kids in class. Then the room mothers would bring cupcakes. It was great. There was pretty much no studying on that day.
Later in life, aside from doing this for my children until the schools said ‘no more’, Valentines Day meant little to me. I can’t remember every having a gift from my spouse, or a special date. I do remember my divorce was final on Valentines Day, for what that was worth. But those are by gone years. Today as grandma I get to watch the world and see how they celebrate.
Or read romantic fantasies of people in love. Which brings me to our book promo that some sweet romance authors and I are offering.
My contribution to this promo is Hoarfrost to Roses. I’ve tried serializing the story because I’m currently writing book 2. But the link in the promo will take you to the digital copy. If you’re interested in seeing my work process on these two books (and more because I really want to make it a series) then here is the link.
Have a happy Valentine’s Day and tell someone you love them in your own sweet way!

