I know the popular consensus is that Valentines Day is a Hallmark holiday that card makers salivate at each year, because to them it means a fatty paycheck. But corny or not...I really like it. I know you don't need a day set aside each year to tell the people in your life that you love them...but why not? What does it hurt?
There's a dark side to V-day for the single crowd though. It's a dreaded day where the singles roll their eyes and huff and puff at all the people in love and who have "plans". But I thought that this is the day when we got to tell the people in our lives that we love them?? When is the make or break point of this chocolately holiday come to be determined by if we have someone to tell us they love us back, by us flowers and chocolate, or give us a sappy love poem. When has Valentines become all about me and what I get...instead of how I can make someone else’s day??
I didn't go out to dinner, get flowers or a love poem, or take up that Valentines date offer with a guy that has no future with me this year for the "sake of not being the lame single girl." Instead I spent it working on 7s multiplication tables, playing webkins, and watching a movie with my 9 year old little sister, who I love with my whole heart. I got to show someone what they meant to me. That's what it’s about anyways. And let the record show that I did receive chocolates...what more could I have asked for?
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