In case you haven’t heard, it’s Valentine’s Day. A day for hearts and flowers and chocolate and love — and half-naked guys flying around with arrows (which, to me, sounds more like an episode of “Law & Order: SVU” than it does romance).
And, since I’m so clearly, madly, deeply in love, you’re probably expecting me to be all gushy-mushy, lovey-dovey. But I won’t. Because I am every day. Because every single day with Mr. B is one filled with love and appreciation, admiration and adoration. Because one day out of the year? For me it’s just another day to spread love and joy. It’s no better or worse than Jan. 19 or July 6 or Oct. 23.
Yes, it serves as a reminder on our calendars to not take those we love for granted — including ourselves, by the way. It can even give us special traditions and memories.
And it reminds us to appreciate the people — and things — that bring love into our lives. In that way, I’d like to invite you into my world and introduce you to the loves of my life — and the things I will celebrate today:
- Mr. B. Clearly no list would be complete without him. His love has changed my life.
- My family. Always there — for better or worse. And always, always in my heart.
- My “new family.” Turns out, when you fall deeply in love with someone, you gain a whole new family. It’s kinda awesome.
- My friends. I don’t have many, but the ones I do? Fantastic.
- My job. To quote Katharine Graham: “To love what you do and feel that it matters — how could anything be more fun?”
- My health. How can I not be in love with my active, healthy lifestyle? I will never take my health for granted again.
- My hobbies. Running, reading, writing. They make me happy. And I love them for all they’ve given me — and all of their potential.
- My strengths. There are some things I’m pretty good at, and that makes me proud. I know my strengths, and I try to use them for goodness. Because that’s how you grow love.
- My weaknesses. The areas I need to improve make me who I am, and they give me drive and direction. They move me along and make me better. And every time I conquer one? All. The. Love.
- Myself. Ohmigosh, I just admitted that I love myself. I do. No apologies. I’m smart; I’m funny; I’m beautiful; and I’m worthy of my own love.
Don’t let Valentine’s Day define how you feel about yourself, your partner or your relationship. Celebrate it, if you choose, as a way of remembering how truly blessed your life is — single, married or “other.” Or don’t celebrate, if you choose, because your life is full of love all year long.
We shouldn’t wait to do this once a year — we should celebrate love in all of its forms, all of the time. My suggestion? Pick some random days on your calendar. Circle them. And do something for your loved ones (and yourself) that day — it’ll mean even more. Because, guess what, roses and chocolate are available all year long. Just like love.