I remember first celebrating Valentine’s Day in elementary school. Beginning in kindergarten, each year my mom would take me to WalMart to pick out a box of Valentine’s Day cards to give to all my classmates. There were the generic ones with pink and red hearts and cartoon Cupids plastered on flimsy paper cards. These were the cheapest, and, also clearly the lamest. I would beg my mom to upgrade me to peer-approved Disney characters or Care Bears or…
