So, I must say, I would not consider myself a “hopeless romantic.” Particularly, as Valentine’s Day is approaching, I find myself becoming cynical of this commercial-driven holiday. Yes, one could argue it’s because Cupid hasn’t paid me a visit this year, and I don’t have Mr. Right serenading me under my window at night. But truthfully, I guess I just don’t buy into that whole concept of “the amount of roses you receive on Valentine’s Day directly equates to how much love one has for you.”
I suppose part of me just thinks: Show me that you love me in a million different little ways every day…not just on a holiday when it’s expected. Don’t buy me jewelry on Valentine’s Day because the commercial told you to…buy me some little trinket, because when you saw it one random day in June, you thought of me.
Alas, maybe I’m just a cynic….or maybe my brain is just wired a little different.
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