Admittedly, I used to hate it. HATE. IT. I was the girl that wore black on February 14th and was generally unpleasant to be around. I can’t even tell you why I hated it. I just did. I probably hated it because someone else in my life did and I thought it was cool to be bitter on Valentines Day.
My perspective changed several years ago. I was told by someone that while Valentines Day can be cliche and over-priced and commercialized, but it can also be a really fun to day irritate the hell out of people with how in love you are. Sure, it’s cliche, but cliches can also be a lot of fun, if you ask me. So yes, I relish in getting red roses and cards and going out to dinner and being all stupid and lovey-dovey on Valentines Day.
This year is a bit different for me in the romantic love department, but that’s not stopping me from celebrating one of the most glorious days of the year. I baked a metric ton of Valentines themed cupcakes yesterday to start my celebration.
So this year, I choose to recognize every different kind of love that’s in my life.
I love my job and my co-workers.
I love my dogs and they love me back.
I have tons of friends that love me and that I also love.
My family loves me and I love them more than I can describe.
Jesus loves me.
And that’s just the very beginning of all the love in my life…