It’s not that I’m hibernating, because I tend to do a lot of inward thinking. And then, before I know it, I’m popping up like Puxatawny Phil on Groundhog Day! Only usually I don’t appear until after Valentine’s Day.
My post-Valentine’s-Day appearance has usually been because, for a long time, I loved to hate the LOVE Day.
Now…wait a minute. Before you jump to any conclusions let me say I am not some spurned sweetheart.
It’s a little more complicated than that.
It’s just that Valentine’s Day can be such an enormous letdown for so many people.
In my younger days, I saw the faces of a sea of broken hearted ladies every time a coworker received roses at the office. I remember the twinge of sadness in people when lovers would recall their romantic dinners or weekend getaways. And, even if I had a partner, it broke my heart.
As I got older, my perspective on V Day changed, of course, to recognizing the amazing waste of money the holiday came to represent. Flowers, jewelry, chocolates and ginormous, sappy cards sold to make up for something we should be doing every day: expressing our love toward one another.
Why had we allowed ourselves to fall into this routine of mindless day-to-day life, devoid of love and devotion, only to break the bank one day a year to “show your love”? To me, this process is akin to an absent parent showering their children with things instead of spending time with them.
It wasn’t until I lost someone I deeply loved that I realized EVERY day is an opportunity to express your love. And that realization has forever changed my viewpoint on the dreaded Valentine’s Day.
Days spent without expressing ourselves are lost moments that can never be retrieved.
I suppose some would call my perspective childish or flighty. It’s okay if they do. I’ll love them anyway. I’ll love those deserving my love and those who aren’t. I’ll love a stranger and my best friend. I’ll send only love out in the Universe, regardless of the fact I might not always get the same back. I can express my love by offering a smile, a helping hand, a kind word, a listening ear or a forgiving heart. It doesn’t have to be a grand gesture all the time. And, sometimes, loving means saying “no” or setting a limit, too.
Consider my suggestion yourself and tell me, please, if it changes the way you view LOVE Day.
I know it changed my heart.
Much love to you all and Happy Valentine’s Day!