To be honest, I’m not really fond of this ‘holiday’ because of all the commercialism surrounding it (kind of like Christmas, but I’ll save that for another time). My husband likes to take me out for a meal, but please please please, don’t give me an over-sized teddy bear or a box of chocolates (I’m kind of allergic to it anyway).
The reason I’m writing this is to celebrate love of all forms, romantic and platonic. I’ve been reflecting a lot lately on how grateful I am for the awesome people in my life, who have either come and gone. Most definitely my husband. I know many people say this about their spouses, but he is definitely the most wonderful, caring and supportive person I know. He knows what to say during rough times and laughs at the good times. I feel very fortunate to have met him.
I am also grateful for all the friends who have stuck by and told me the truth, especially when I didn’t feel like hearing it. I am lucky that my mom is so supportive and has loved me unconditionally, knowing that at times I probably didn’t deserve her love.
I am also grateful to yoga (can you love a non-tangible being?) and all the lessons it has taught me so far. I’ve committed myself to a 6 day practice and I cannot believe the changes that have happened despite it only being a month since I’ve done so.
Have yourself a happy Valentine’s Day, however you choose to celebrate it.