LIOG…”Be My Valentine?” πŸ˜πŸ˜˜πŸ’‹

I’ve been in a funk for a few days, not really in the cheerful mood to celebrate a day dedicated for love. But since it’s Valentine’s Day how could I not make a post😁.

I know that Feb 14 has become one of those days that is heavily commercialized. Everywhere is filled with different shades of reds and pinks and you are bombarded with the heart shaped candies and miniature cupids. The sale of flowers and jewelry sky rocket as you indulge in the festivities and spend your money on getting something for a loved one. I’ve never really been a fan of this day and the commercialized aspect. Love should be celebrated 365 days of the year. I could never understand why one day was necessary for elaborate gestures. I much preferred the aftermath, Feb 15th when all the candy is on sale lol.

As I am older, I realize that this day is much more than the giving and receiving of gifts. Its a reflection on the overall meaning of love. Loving yourself. Loving a significant other. Loving family and loving others. The happiness and romance that stems from appreciating someone that you care for greatly. But it took me a really long time to realize that. The meaning gets so easily lost behind the cards and chocolates.

Since kindergarten, I have been brainwashed into the giving and receiving. I never understood why I had to make a Valentine’s card for my classmate. I just thought it was something that I needed to do. And then I get to high school and I get more self conscious about the day. Watching many friends receiving roses and balloons from their boyfriends or someone anonymous and I would get nothing. It made me wonder if I was some loveless heinous beast. Its very easy to understand why a single person could loathe this day. Sucks to be in an environment with hyper lovey-dovey people. But everything changed on Valentine’s Day in 10th grade when I spoke to this guy after school. Someone whom I’ve never spoken to in my entire life. To be honest I was skeptical on whether he was enrolled at my school.  We were both single but I hated the day and he didn’t. He pretty much opened my eyes to why we celebrate Valentine’s Day. People express their love differently, and because I didn’t have someone significant in my life didn’t mean l was loved less. It was a very simple conversation but it was something I needed to hear. The following day, he gave me of a portrait of myself which he had painted. [mhhmm I think I still have that portrait saved in storage]. Of course its high school so we didn’t automatically become best friends. We hung out in different social groups and that’s the last conversation we had together. But he made me realize that to understand love I needed to first love myself.

For whatever reason Valentine’s Day was created, it’s a great time to reflect on love, romance and happiness. Because lets be honest, we should be experiencing this everyday and not just on Valentine’s Day.

Soooooo…

Don’t be bitter and feel sad about not having someone to spend the day with. You’ve been strong and independent on the other days, this day shouldn’t be any different. Go out and treat yourself.

It’s the thought that counts. Don’t go broke trying to buy elaborate gift to prove your love. There was a situation in which a guy did petty crime just to buy this girl some charm at Pandora. Now he’s in prison and she’s with a next guy. But hey to each his own. Who am I to dictate the type of relationship you should have with your loved one. Scratch the first part. Happy girl equals happy relationship. Guys do whatever you got to do to keep your girl happy.😳

We all need to love each other! There is too much hate when there should be more love. There is no limit on how much one needs to love. Plus I am almost convinced one lives longer when they spread the love around.

Since my love is infinite. I want to dedicate my Valentine’s Day to all my readers and followers. I love each and every single one of you!❀️❀️❀️❀️❀️❀️❀️❀️❀️❀️❀️❀️❀️ 

  

 

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