by Leslie Jones
February 14th touts hearts, flowers, and sappy cards. Kisses, chocolates, and cuddly teddy bears. So why do so many hate the day?
Expectations run high, that’s why. The pressure to get it right. Men agonize over the proper gift. Flowers? A romantic dinner with candlelight? Jewelry? Women agonize over the proper level of flirtation. Should she dress to kill, or only to maim? What if she hates the gift? What if there’s no gift at all? What does that mean for the future of the relationship?
And Lord help you if you’re not attached when this date comes around. The sense of aloneness. The feeling of failure for not having a significant other. Watching sentimental movies and crying into your popcorn. Independent and happy alone? Then there are plenty of well-meaning friends to pat you on the shoulder and and reassure you it’ll change.
My husband and I agreed from Day 1 not to celebrate Valentine’s Day. It helps that our anniversary is the week prior. Still, who wants to go through all that stress? Why save the grand gestures for just 1 day out of the year? I’d prefer to show my husband every day how much he means to me, and ignore the silly clichés and heart-shaped jewelry commercials.
What’s your worst Valentine’s Day story? Your best? How do you celebrate the day, if at all?
Leslie Jones has been an IT geek, a graphics designer, and an Army intelligence officer. She’s lived in Alaska, Korea, Belgium, Germany, and other exotic locations (including New Jersey). She is a wife, mother, and full-time writer, and splits her time between Scottsdale, Arizona and Cincinnati, Ohio. Her books can be found at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and HarperCollins Publishers.