Valentine's Day Remix

So, in my household we hold to the belief that Valentine's Day is strictly a commercial holiday with little to no sentimental value. And that's our official statement. However, yesterday I found myself having issues with the policy previously set forth - wanting change...in all honesty, wanting flowers. The rational side of me says, "Flowers are flowers and whether I get the today (when they are 4x the price the will be tomorrow) or not doesn't signify or quantify my husband's love for me. The rational side of me. The irrational majority was yelling and screaming and kicking...I was once again the little, unpopular fat girl who never got a Valentine. Nobody liked me and I might as well just look forward to a life filled with loneliness and cats. Welcome to the way my mind works.

After some pouting, I made the effort to put down in writing why I was feeling the way I was about a completely superficial holiday and some flowers. What I came up with was amazing.

As I wrote, I realized that I really didn't know who I was completely. I hold to certain beliefs - like Valentine's Days is a commercial holiday or I don't like make-up...and these are partially true, but I haven't relaly allowed myself to learn or be or explore the person I am. I wrote down several declarations of likes and dislikes (along with an explanation as to why I was doing so) to my husband...I think he was caught by surprise - but pleasantly so. He wrote a similar response.

We spent that evening at dinner discussing those letters, learning more about one another, and even learning that in many ways we knew each other better than we knew ourselves. It was a very happy, fulfilling, and romantic way to spend the night. Hope your Valentine's Days were equally as meaningful.