My earliest memories of Valentine’s Day as a young person are from high school. The amount you were loved was dependent on how many balloons you paraded through school halls, and how full your locker was of sweets and bears. If I’m going to be frank, I must say that many of us purchased or attempted to purchase gifts for ourselves and went on to pose them as gifts from a secret admirer. High school was funny like that. And when not parading, we then went on to hide such gems at home from our nosey parents, and pretended to be as nonchalant about the holiday as a giddy teenager could. It was fun and ridiculous, and at times, when I forget how emotionally taxing high school was, I want to transport myself right on back.
Now as an adult, I spend my days with hand cramps creating dozens of homemade cards with my five year old who insists on perfected messes. It’s not glamorous by any means, but it is rather special and poses a unique view of the holiday as a mother. All of this got me thinking about my single friends; most of whom are dear and amazing individuals. Is there any fun to be had when you’re single on Valentine’s Day? …
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