I don’t know that I’ve ever been completely stoked about Valentine’s day. I’m sure there were times in my life, when I was excited that my beau would feel the pressure to buy me flowers and getting them at school or work was always fun. And I do love how fresh flowers smell. Though, recently I’ve decided, as much as I love them, I desire something more practical. Like a new coffee maker. Maybe that means I’m getting old? I did spend one Valentine’s Day working in a Flower Shop- and I loved it. I don’t begrudge those that want to spend money on flowers, or even those that make a big, huge deal out of a day dedicated to L-o-V-e. But as a whole, my life is one big Valentine’s Day.
I’m sure that at some point years ago, it was used, by me, as a good excuse to go to a restaurant and eat a forced menu, which I despise by the way.
Maybe it I used it an excuse to beg for something I wanted that I didn’t get for Christmas.
But now I mostly think it’s just the marketing world’s way of telling us we need to consume more; buy more; spend more; and in the process it makes people who don’t have a Valentine feel unworthy. Yet another reason to at least feel ambivalent about the day.
Granted, for me, it hasn’t always been this way- there have been times in my life when I wasn’t as fortunate as I am now. But in case you can’t tell from hanging out here, I am happy, healthy, and I am loved. For the first time in my adult life, someone loves me as much or more than I love them. Oh sure, my parents love me, but we’re not talking about them today. If I were not loved, do you think I’d be 1000 miles away from my home, in the frozen north? I think not. If we weren’t secure in each other, and in our relationship that would never happen. So I don’t need a Holiday to celebrate that!
I can celebrate it each time we talk; each time we hug; in the time we spend together.
I can celebrate it in the fact that he’d rather sit next to me on the couch, every night, and watch TV with me; and that now that I’m not there, he doesn’t find the same appeal in our television shows.
I can celebrate it in the fact that as much as he loves me, he’s willing to give up sitting next to me each night so I can pursue my dreams.
I can celebrate it in the fact that if someone has to go to work to make ends meet that he would go first; and allow me to stay home, cook, tend chickens and ride.
I can celebrate it in the fact that I don’t need a special occasion to cook something wonderful for him.
All he needs from me is for me to smile and be happy and content and love myself. And all I need for him is to love me just the way I am.
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