In elementary school, Valentine’s Day was one of my favorite holidays. I always won a prize in class for my creative and interactive Valentine’s Day boxes. I went all out: spinners, moving parts, themes, and noises. Plus, giving and getting Valentines to and from classmates was exciting. Now, Valentine’s Day doesn’t feel as special as it used to—but I mean it in the best way possible.
You know how holidays always feel so special because they only come once a year? Well, over four years ago, Hunter asked me on a date to see Frozen with him; a few days later, we started dating; and ever since then, every day has felt like Valentine’s Day.
I don’t mean that we give each other chocolates and flowers and go out to dinner every day—we don’t. But I do give and receive love every day and am reminded of all the reasons I chose to share my life with someone so wonderful. And love is what Valentine’s Day is all about, right? So, for me, there isn’t much that sets Feb. 14 apart from any other day of the year.
I’ll always remember how excited I was in elementary school to go to the store for candies, valentines, and craft supplies; the fun of using my imagination to create a box; and the joy of reading little notes from everyone in my class. But even with these special memories of Valentine’s Day, I prefer it to be how it is now: normal.
Valentine’s Day is a nice reminder to tell people you love them (whether you tell your family, friends, partner, or yourself doesn’t matter), it’s a nice excuse to go on a date and/or eat chocolates, and it’s fun to see flowers and teddy bears in every store, but the holiday isn’t all that special to me—and that’s how I like it.
So happy Valentine’s Day Hunter, and thank you for making it ordinary.