I don’t know if I’ve ever really had an established opinion about Valentines Day, in all honesty, most years I have generally been indifferent to the whole thing. Despite this, however, there has always been a really small part of me that longs to succumb to all things girly and frivolous that make the day as hallmark-tastic as it is known to be.
Valentine’s Day Deliberation
I look at Valentines Day as the secondary story you see on a television show. It is worthy of a mention but is never the primary issue of the episode. I think a gesture on Valentines Day is lovely, but I don’t think songs should be written about it, I don’t think it’s a real holiday and I certainly don’t think my entire Facebook newsfeed should be filled with tributes to loved ones and statuses about how terrible single life is. Frankly, I just don’t think it’s worth that much.
If anything, Valentines Day is a great reminder for couples to remember to appreciate their loved one. Even if it is a bit of a frivolous day, it really is nice to set aside some time to show someone how you really feel. It’s kind of like celebrating your anniversary on the same day as everyone else, which can be a really fun way to look at it. Going out for dinner, buying flowers – they’re just small tokens to show your affection for one another. There’s no need to make a big song and dance out of it.
I’ve always valued myself as the kind of person who didn’t care about whether I got a Valentine’s gift or not. It gives me a sense of pride to say that I am secure enough in myself that I don’t need that kind of validation to justify my worth as a person.
That being said, when you are surrounded by people flaunting their gifts, when the office is full of flower deliveries and your friends are giddy with excitement over teddy bears and chocolate bars, it is easy to succumb to that left out feeling. Especially when you’re in a relationship and should be satisfied with that fact alone. I hate to admit that.
As for this year, I am celebrating Valentine’s Day as a single person for the first time in a few years. I plan on baking cupcakes and eating them in bed while watching something girly and stupid. If no one is going to treat me, I might as well treat myself. I’m ok with that.