I imagine that right now – most women realize that Valentine’s Day is right around the corner.
Valentine’s Day I feel like is one of those love-it/hate-it types of holidays. I love it because I love feeling loved – I love it when my husband takes the time to research some valentines day ideas and find something special and sentimental for us. It can really show how much he cares – and it makes my day!
But I hate it too. I Hate that it is one of those days where you’re expecting something romantic to happen. I hate that the world has taken on a new form of Valentines day from when I was a little girl hand-making my valentine’s and dropping them into decorated shoe boxes at school.
Don’t get me wrong – I am a lover and I *love* the romantic-ness of Valentines Day… Just sometimes, I feel like it gets built up, and I dream that it is going to be this magical day once per year where my love is re-affirmed to be as strong as it was the day it started.
If my co-worker’s husband gets flowers and I don’t? I tend to get a little … jealous. Actually even a little resentful towards my husband as the day goes on and I continue to get nothing.
So most Valentine’s Days I have cleared this up by letting my husband off-the-hook.. I’ve done that by telling him that he should take me to dinner a week before or a week after, and he can color me a card that shares his love for me. And maybe buy the flowers before or after the price-hike… but certainly not during.
And that’s mostly what he does. He gets the kids, and makes a folded in half piece of printer paper, and decorates it with love to Mommy. Every now and then I get a single flower – which to me, is so romantic…
It still puts a tiny dagger into my heart when the day has finished and I realize that I wasn’t one of the lucky recipient of a gigantic bouquet of flowers, or a box of candies, or a reservation at my favorite restaurant.
But I get over it pretty quickly when I put my non-romantic brain back in my head. When dinner plans and flowers eventually arrive unexpectedly at another time, I feel ten times more special than if I would have received an overpriced bouquet of roses delivered on Valentine’s Day.