The girl who does my nails, asked me what I was doing for Valentine's Day. Her response when I told her my husband had made dinner reservations at Fleming's, was, "Oh, what are you going to wear?". She is around 30 years old. I laughed when I told my husband that story. I did a good job applying fresh lipstick after working all day and taking Stephanie to her piano lesson. But as I walked through the restaurant that night, looking at all the couples in cocktail attire, sitting close and feeding one another dinner, I realized, it is a pretty great occasion. Not a bad reason to get dressed up and go out. Sure, it benefits florists, Hallmark, and Godiva more than anything, but an occasion to remember to tell someone you love them, is not all bad.
After over 20 years, Todd and I still remember the day with at least a card and dinner.. sometimes, gifts. But in our house, Valentine's Day is sandwiched between both of our birthdays and our anniversary. We tend to focus on the anniversary more than Valentine's Day. But the real opportunity of the day, is to share love with the ones around you. Valentine's Day tends to make those without romantic attachments feel alone. That is all the more reason to call friends and family who are important, wish them a Happy Valentine's Day, and make them feel loved.
Maybe next year I will go get a new dress. I suppose the occasion is only as special as you make it. And given my daily discourse with broken hearts, I should be an advocate for any opportunity to remind someone that they do matter and they are loved.
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