Well, Valentine’s Day has come and gone. Did you survive? Did you enjoy yourself? Are you glad that it’s over? Are you sad that it’s over? Personally, I have no opinion on the matter. I’ve never really been into Valentine’s Day. To me, it was just a day to sell greeting cards, create specials and hike up prices in the name of love. That’s not right.
I most certainly believe that love needs to be shared and celebrated but honey, this ain’t it. My whole premise is if you show me love throughout the year, why would I need to have a special day for you to show me? Maybe it’s just me. Even in college, this never mattered to me but I can’t say that for some of my collegiate friends. I knew people who got upset if they didn’t get the right gift or show of affection. That is not how it’s supposed to be.
You want to know how my husband and I spent our Valentine’s Day? We went shopping for household stuff and bought a rotisserie chicken for dinner. Yep, that’s it. Oh, I forgot, I did laundry and we both cooked a side for dinner. But you know what? It was still a good day. My husband and I talked and made each other laugh. We shared some intimate moments and basically confirmed why we love each other and how we’ve been happily together for almost 22 years. Well, it’s actually 27 years if you include our time dating. Isn’t that what it’s all about?
If you want to celebrate Valentine’s Day, please do so. I am not trying to dissuade anyone from doing so. I’m just saying it’s not for us. Funny thing is I just had either a conundrum or an epiphany. Am I really low maintenance because I don’t need to celebrate Valentine’s Day or am I high maintenance because I expect being shown love on a regular basis. It really shouldn’t be that difficult. Really.
“The art of love…is largely the art of persistence.” ~ Albert Ellis