Valentine, Be Mine

Valentine’s Day is coming up. This year, while searching my Internal Files (mind) for the appropriate response to a day that celebrates love (what could be better), it brought me to thinking about traditions.  Everyone that knows me, knows that I create my own traditions (I pick my age each year, too, but that’s another story). If I organize and do it once, it’s a tradition and perfectly okay to do it every year after that. I came to this understanding first when I was about 19  years old. Eloped and newly a “housewife”, I had no clue about how to do anything; cooking, shopping, laundry were all new concepts for me. I was shocked when the first holiday arrived and nothing “happened”. My Mom and Dad were expert holiday makers and I had never given it a thought before then. The second time was years later when, at age 40, I became a parent for the first time when I married my now husband and his three wonderful kids. Back than coming up with stuff for birthdays was a challenge – much less the mega trio: Thanksgiving, Christmas and Easter.

So, over the years, I’ve learned how to freely create an event. Because, aside from the meaning of any given holiday, for me, traditions are about confirming love and creating happy memories. Should it be a meal, decorations, or just a  walk, it just has to be heartfelt. Anyway, Valentine’s Day can be kind of loaded with expectations. So whether you spend it in glorious solitude or with friends, family or that hottie in your life, enjoy! Simply celebrated or elaborately executed, I hope it’s all your own.


Let cupid’s arrows fly!