Valentine’s Day is just around the corner! Oh and the persistent gazilliondollar marketing commercials blaring at me “celebrate!” So should I be crazily calling babysitters now, trying to find someone to watch the kids so that we can celebrate? Mmm… perhaps I should be making dinner reservations and looking for the just right ‘little’ dress but I’m not. Because when it comes to Valentine’s Day, I am all cynical and partly rebellious to fall for holiday created by the marketing experts to sell cards and candy. Well I also question why I should have to adjust everything I’m always doing just on this particular day of the year by spending money on cards and flowers and chocolates to tell the people I love so much that I love them. I already show to them that I love them every single minute, each day of the year. Besides, having to fight with every couple in town for the few teens willing to baby-sit on Valentine’s Day isn’t a tempting plan. Oh and then try to make a reservation at an overbooked and overpriced restaurant? Really … what’s love got to do with it?
Our Valentine’s Day is a low-key affair, just doing the ‘normal’ things, helping the kids with their dinner, bath and reading bedtime stories. After they are tucked in bed, my husband and I will clean up, pick up the toys and kick back, watching TV. Then we say the words “I love you” before we close our eyes like we always do every day. But a few days later, when the florist’s prices have gone back to normal, my husband will bring me home my favorite flowers and we’ll ask our favorite babysitter to watch the kids so we can have our standard date night out in town. That’s my ideal V’s Day plan … and it can happen at any day of the year.
Don’t get me wrong, I am not against the V’day. I am just sorta not that organized and it’s a nice excuse to prove my relaxing, stress free time at home, my motto ~ the simpler, the better! We will still have our little family traditions and some that we are trying to work on; baking and decorating cookies, having red food coloring in our milk, making heart-shaped pancakes with red smiley faces. The kids also make cards for grandpa, grandma and their little friends. We also attempt to look forward, on how can we bless somebody, someone having a rough time on February 14th by getting them the message of love. Just teaching random acts of kindness to the kids, and encouraging them to find ways that they can love and care on February 14. Happy Valentines my friends…How about you?
How do you celebrate Valentine? What are some Valentine’s traditions with your family?
True friends are forever! My best friend is a man (my husband) I met just over 6 years ago, he knows all about me but is still in love with me. My friends are like a pillar of support to me. You know, I am one of those blessed girls, I have the sweetest friends! I have been honored to stand next to them and witness them take their vows and they have done the same to me. We have seen each other through this parenting journey…. our crazy pregnancy dreams (our babies born as tadpole or a fish), and our starving in labor stories, food cravings and our fears.
Even though Life has taken many turns and we have been separated by states, cities, countries and even continents but each time we talk we pick up where we left off, laughing our hearts out. Supporting each other with our ambitions and dreams –and no belittling even when our ideas sound extreme. (like having wolves & vampires as a secret crushes).
So I comprehend the fact that not all friendships are meant to last forever. This is something I’ve been reminding myself over and over especially as an adult. I’m still learning how to choose friends wisely. That might be a little embarrassing knowing I should be an expert at this ~ with all the good friends I have. Sometimes I still depend on the wrong people. Sometimes I have misinformed myself about how close I actually am to a person. None the less, my true friends have been such an amazing gift to me!
Have you ever picked a wrong friend? Do you have friends that you cherish? …. do share.