As we head with the speed of light towards the biggest loved up day of the year it makes me wonder about the depths of love. I’ve never been a fan of Valentines day, ever since my first boyfriend at age 13 asked a friend what to get me for Valentines day and in the end all I got was a boring slab of chocolate. Okay so I was obviously let down by my expectation, knowing he had sought advice on what I would love and then the expectation just didn’t meet the reality. Yeah I can laugh about how silly I had been then but Valentines day was ruined for life. Okay so that’s a joke, it didn’t really ruin Valentines day for me, no good old V-Day did that all on its own. All the fake “love” going around. I just don’t think we should limit ourselves to showing the people we love that we love them only once a year.
Last year I instructed my husband to buy me one of those cheesy heart-shaped balloons complete with plastic rose so that I could see what all the fuss was about. Yeah, the disappointment was as heavy as the dust all over the petals of that poor plastic rose. Plastic roses it turns out are just not my thing. It’s not for me because it feels too forced. What if I’m having a bad hair day and don’t want to leave the house? What if I just want to get into bed with a glass of wine and not be subjected to forcing my love on the world.
Why do we feel the need to profess our love on command? Often I think it can be some sort of desperate attempt to convince ourselves of how happy we are? So we can post all our filtered images capturing perfectly just how loved we are? Maybe it’s because it’s the only self indulgent time we get where we can truly believe that it’s just us, alone in our little bubble.
Some people love the day. Some people count down all year to the day of love. If that’s your thing then that is awesome but please tell me what about the day of red hearts and cupid bows puts you in your happy place? There’s no such thing as too much love. Just make sure that you’re celebrating for the right reasons and not out of some need to feel loved when supposedly everyone else is. I say go forth and spread the love.