The Day After
It's the day after Valentine's Day and not much has changed. I woke up an hour after my husband left for work, dragged the kids out of bed and sleepily got people moving for the day. [I know. I shouldn't use sleepily, because I could say, 'with one eye open' or 'dragging my feet' or something much more showy] Even though Valentine's Day is a great reminder to use to love, I felt really bad yesterday because I didn't get a card or a gift… But it's not like you think. I felt bad because my husband felt bad. He was pretty irritated with himself over not getting a card. Of course, it was boldly apparent because we all sat around the table and opened cards. The kids all had cards from their grandma and their aunt. So, I was the only one without a card. But the truth is… I don't care! It's Valentine's Day not my anniversary. And the even bigger truth is he loves me everyday with his words and gestures–little notes he leaves around and just being there at the end of the day. Human Beings were created for and by Love, and not just on one day of the year. Seriously, if Valentine's day was the only day of Love…. hospitals would be over run in November.
Haha isn't that the truth? Well you know my take on Valentine's Day. People said "How anti-romance authorish of you' because I bah humbugged the day of love. Romance is supposed to be everyday of the year. Besides, nothing makes single people feel worse than a day geared towards couples and love. Or makes married people for more guilty than a day that demands you express your love in a way that may not be the norm for them. It's the little things that count throughout the year. The special moments and the not so special ones that make you stronger as a couple that make up each persons romantic fairy tale. Not one day about a guy with wings that shoots arrows at people. (For what it's worth, I am not anti-romance. I believe whole heartedly in it. It's the sense that romance is fading today because of the pressure to be so spot on with it all the time or more specifically at certain times.) Okay, I'm done showing my lack of appreciation for the complexities that allow Cupid to have a job. I will go back to my corner now.
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