It's cheesy, or can be, and a former version of myself certainly came at this holiday with angst and rebellion and loads of eye rolling. I've come around though. I still don't buy cards or teddy bears (or anything) but there is this day dedicated to celebrating love so why not?
Let's honor love and romance and all the different shapes and shades of love and romance. Some of our most romantic moments are not with lovers.
I think about napping in a hammock in my back yard, picking roadside flowers for myself, listening to classical music by the campfire with my girlfriends. Making the perfect poached egg. Holding the door for strangers. Drinking bad wine with a great friend in the park across the street from our house. Listening to the peacocks call as the sun sets at my moms house.
Let's honor love and romance and all the different shapes and shades of love and romance. Some of our most romantic moments are not with lovers.
I think about napping in a hammock in my back yard, picking roadside flowers for myself, listening to classical music by the campfire with my girlfriends. Making the perfect poached egg. Holding the door for strangers. Drinking bad wine with a great friend in the park across the street from our house. Listening to the peacocks call as the sun sets at my moms house.
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Of course I also think of my remarkable partner... I am blessed. He will meet me for picnic dinners in the park and he will pack my lunch for work and hold my hand as we fall asleep. He discards the dirt after I sweep the floor. He does things for me because he knows it will make me happy. He is easy on the eyes and makes the best pizza dough.
It's those small romances though, that we should take the time to celebrate today, they can slip away, or seem muted because they might only be for you. Write yourself a love letter. Make yourself a fancy dinner. Go for a walk with a friend.
Have a beautiful day full of romance.
Have a beautiful day full of romance.
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