Dear Valentine’s Day,
I feel compelled to write you on this day colored pink and red (and sometimes white) – colors that have become synonymous with hearts and cupids. You have instilled panic and fear into thousands of men and women, who struggle to come up with the perfect trinket to give their significant others as a symbol of their undying love. Do you not realize the pressure you put on the masses to compete with gifts of Valentine’s Days past – or old boyfriends/girlfriends?
Why must we feel obligated to give a gift of love on your day? Shouldn’t this be done on any day, or every day throughout the year? Does a gift of a dozen over-priced red roses, a sappy card and a heart-shaped box of candy on your day make up for 364 days of thoughtlessness? I think not.
I want–no, I deserve –to be appreciated every day. I don’t expect gifts (things) every day, although chocolate once in a while is a nice gesture. What I want doesn’t even cost a dime, which in this economy is a good thing. I want hubby to leave me a post-it note with words of love, or cook dinner, or vacuum the floors without me asking him to, or just tell me why I’m special to him. Yes, these are things I want throughout the year. I want him to do them because he wants to – not because the calendar tells him he should.
You know what, Valentine’s Day? You’re nothing but a bully. Yeah, that’s right – a bully. But you’re not going to force me into submission because I fought back. Sure, I bought my husband his favorite cookies and a card, but I gave them to him on Saturday (February 12th), not the 14th. Take that, Valentine’s Day.
JannaTWrites, a peaceful protestor of obligatory gifts of love
Is Valentine’s Day your friend or foe? Do you love it or hate it? I want to know…