I agree
Valentine's Day is a
Hallmark and commercial
holiday. The greeting card,
candy, jewelry, and
flower companies must make a killing on this holiday. As children we are forced to buy a box of Valentines to pass out. Imagine how many
elementary school students there are in
America and then multiply that by the cost of a box of Valentines. $$$.
So as commercialized as this holiday is, there is still something to be said for
waking up on this day next your
Valentine.
As the
alarm goes off, I can hardly wait to hit the
snooze button. I don't want to get up, I don't want to go to my
law class, I don't want to go to
work, but mainly I don't want to have to get out of
bed and leave my
love there. Knowing that I have to get up, I roll over to shut off the alarm. This is it I have to wake up. Screw Valentine's Day. The campus will be beaming with
red and
pink and everything will look reminiscent of the
Pepto-Bismol I took when I was a kid and was desperately sick. I don't need to be reminded of that
stomachache. Then I open my eyes. And I see him
sleeping there next to me. How could I think that Valentine's Day
sucks? It is a day devoted to expressing
my love for him. I don't need a
special day to do it, but while watching him so peacefully sleep I appreciate that today is just for our
love. I can't wait for him to open his eyes so I can
whisper "Happy Valentine's day" in his ear. Something that just moments ago I was cursing as the buzzing alarm was echoing in my
ears. I can't wait to lean over to softly give and receive a gentle morning
kiss from my Valentine.
As he wakes up, Valentine's Day becomes more and more special to me as he says "Happy Valentine's Day" to me first. We both know that we don't need an
environmentally friendly Hallmark card, or a
cute stuffed
bear to express our love. It is just there, and we both know and feel it. When I leave for my law class and walk through campus, my fear has come true. There are tons of red shiny
balloons and pink
hearts scattered about. But some how it doesn't seem so
bad anymore, because in each one of them I see a
symbol of
Michael's love for me and my love for him.
While Valentine's day passes I miss the feeling of waking up next to my Valentine and I look forward to later
falling asleep in his arms.
I still do not support the commercial holiday,
puke at the sight of overly cute lovers, and wouldn't be
sad to see the holiday go, but for right now I just love my Valentine.