These little candied hearts are my favorite Valentine’s Day candy. Valentine’s Day has always been awkward for me. When I was younger it meant it was the one day my first day would shop by himself and buy my Mom, Sister and myself a small box of chocolate and a little stuffed animal. He hated shopping and this was the only day he forced himself to go it alone. It was special and I miss those Valentine’s Days. Valentine’s Day is also the day before my birthday so while Dad made it special it was always a prelude to my big day, whatever that looked like year by year.
As I got older Valentines Day became the romantic fantasy of candied hearts, roses, and love. I had one or two good ones but mostly they fell short of my expectation. To be fair, I had the expectation of young woman wanting to believe the hype of the day. Romantic dinners, candied hearts and flowers, and romantic lovemaking. After a while, I would just wish the person I was with would remember my favorite Valentine candy was the candied hearts with little messages on them. I preferred them to chocolate and to be honest after Dad stopped giving me chocolate, I didn’t want it from anyone else.
Conversation hearts or candied hearts as I called them are straight-up sugar and probably the worst thing you could put in your body. But like candy corn in October, this was my February candy. Whether I was in a relationship or not I would buy them for myself, and yes, eat the whole bag myself because not a lot of people like them. That was okay by me.