Today is the day to celebrate love. It is also the day to annoy all singles and become the most cheesy and romantic couple possible. Today is the day where you prove your love through social media. You can’t be in love and not declare it on Instagram. 😉
Don’t worry this post is not about mocking couples. Although we all know that’d be highly amusing. This post is simply my thoughts about this strange holiday.
Despite my best efforts I will probably come off as the bitter, single, lonely person who hates Valentines day because they aren’t in a relationship. Honestly I don’t really care if that’s what you perceive.
The truth is I really love Valentines Day.
I’ve never been in a relationship on Valentines Day. I always take the Christmas exit, or the early escape route. I’m not the best with commitment, and I seem to have the worst timing.
Because of my commitment issues I enviably celebrate Valentines Day with my friends. Honestly, I wouldn’t have it any other way. These Valentines memories are my favourite, because I know they are fleeting.
One day I will meet someone who I didn’t dump after 3 months. One day I will be celebrating with a boyfriend, or husband, because that is what you do. When that day happens I will miss my Galentines memories. They are pretty great.
One year my housemates and I celebrated Valentines day with homemade cards. We all took the time to sit down, decorate Valentines mailboxes, and make each other homemade cards. It is years later and I still have these cheesy notes riddled with positive affirmations.
Another year my single girlfriends and I rented out a back room at a restaurant. We dressed up, ate a a beautiful dinner, and exchanged stories about our worst dates.
Last year my dear friend hosted a “Galentine’s brunch,” where everyone gathered around mimosas, pancakes, and an insane amount of syrup.
These memories are my favourite. Because all too often we forget about the importance of our friendships. We don’t celebrate the friend who picked us up on the side of the road when our car broke down. We don’t affirm the friend who told us we were beautiful after that boy broke our heart. We don’t celebrate the simple act of a hug, or a prayer when a roommate has a bad day.
I know that Valentines Day is primarily for that “real” love. The mushy kind that encompasses physical, emotional, and spiritual realms.
I think all too often we forget about the other loves in our life.
So this year on Valentines day I get to remember my other loves. I get to celebrate another year with friends.
This year, like every year in the past, I am celebrating this day in the arms of friends. I will spend my day with the people I admire the most. The incredibly strong, beautiful, and intelligent women I’ve surrounded myself with. The women who affirm my dreams, my goals, and my crazy aspirations. The women who love and care for me when I don’t care for myself.
The way I see it is simple.
I have the rest of my life to celebrate with a husband. Right now I have the absolute privilege of stuffing my face with pizza, drinking wine, and cuddling with my friends. We will laugh, cry, complain bitterly, but ultimately we will be together.
This year my Valentine’s are my friends. They don’t fulfill all my desires, but I’m lucky to have them.