I have had a ‘real’ valentine (whatever that is) twice in my 24 years. The first one was in the 7th grade, my ‘boyfriend’. Looking back on it, I want to shrug and say we were just kids and it meant nothing. But it feels wrong to say that. Sure, we were 12 years old but we actually hung out and did stuff together other than sneaking out of English class to peck lips in the hallway. We dated until freshman year of high school (I think) and then he moved to Colorado. So I think he was a real boyfriend, no matter how young I was. Anyway, for Valentine’s Day in the 7th grade he showed up with a little pin. Granted, I had only known my grandmother to wear pins but it was my favorite color, pink and was an angel. He said it reminded him of me because I was like an angel to him. OKAY. SO CHEESY. But it was middle school so it was cute AF.
The second valentine of my life was my freshman year of college. At the time, I was dating one of my older sister’s friends, so he was 23 and I was 19. Needless to say, I was obsessed with him. For Valentine’s Day I bought a new bra in his favorite color, cool stickers for the car he was working on, a phone case, candy, and a hand-written card. When I arrived at his house that night, he handed me a lollipop bouquet and a Russel Stovers box of chocolates straight from a CVS bag. I would have cried, but he was happy, and thats all that mattered to me then.
Since the CVS bag, I have been living amongst those who are ‘miserable’ on Valentine’s Day, although to me it just feels like any other day. But anyway, I am happily distracted this year by my THREE valentines, the kids.
Over the weekend, I went to Target and picked up three white bags, tissue paper, and candy for each kid. I spent $15 total for the three gift bags. They were simple and sweet, as this holiday should be.
When I got to work this morning, the kids were ecstatic to see their goodies, I got lots of hugs and thank you’s 🙂 I was given a singing card signed by each kid and a gift card to my favorite place…. SOUL CYCLE!!!
Tonight, I will be heading to the movies to see Fifty Shades Darker with two of my fellow single ladies. We will be sitting in a theater full of other sad single women, dreaming of a life like Anastasia’s. As much as I would rather not be one of those women tonight, I am one, so I might as well embrace it! My heart is full and happy this Valentine’s Day, even without the love from a ‘real’ valentine, whatever that is.