Wednesday, February 14, 2018

How to have the Worst Valentine's Day Ever...

It's Valentine's Day.  You couldn't possibly forget it, because social media is right there to flood your feed with All of the Pictures.  Homemade cards. Breakfast in bed.  Original poems. Surprise dates.  It's supposed to be a day to celebrate love - any and all kinds of love.

There are so many articles out there on how to make the most of your Valentines Day... On how to WOW them with your love.  But I want to cover something no one seems to help us with.  I want to make sure you know how to have the WORST Valentine's Day ever.

WIVES:

Compare your husband with other husbands.  Why not?  Their wives are posting pictures and all the juicy details.  What's wrong with YOUR husband?  Why didn't HE cry actual tears while professing his love for you, catch them in a tiny glass vile and give it to you on a necklace, like Lisa's husband?  I mean, sure, your husband has great qualities.  He loves you faithfully, he is a hands-on dad, provides for the family, helps around the house, speaks highly of you to his friends and family.... Celebrating who he IS instead of who he is NOT is just way too easy.  Take the time to really hold him up against other men on this one specific day.  Identify where he doesn't measure up.  Oh, and to really seal the deal, tell him!!!

HUSBANDS:

Compare your wife with other wives.  Randy's wife got up and cooked him a heart shaped breakfast, and your wife was still in her jammies with yesterday's leftover makeup smudged under her eyes when you left for work.  Why couldn't she have put forth a little more effort?  I mean, sure, she was up really late helping the kids with their homework last night.  She's such a good mom, she holds down the fort at home while you work long hours in your business... she has her own side business too, but makes sure all of your needs are met.... She is an amazing wife, mom, friend, and daughter... But dangit, why didn't she surprise you and cut a tiny lock of your hair when you were sleeping and wear it in a locket around her neck today like Jim's wife? Now THAT is romantic!  Or at least that's how it seemed, based on the post you just read about it!  Speaking of posts, why didn't your wife profess her love for you on social media like so many other wives did today?!

MOMS and DADS:

Compare your kids Valentines with other kids Valentines!  Oh man, Stacy had the whole breakfast table decorated with red and pink hearts.  A gift sat at each place setting perfectly wrapped, almost overflowing with goodies.  You threw frozen waffles in the toaster, but for the love, you better believe you didn't just spray whipped cream on top - you applied it in the shape of a heart!  No one can say you didn't try!  But woah, Jenny clearly Moms so hard!  She hired someone to make the PERFECT Valentines for her kid's class.  Each gift had a clever "pun" attached, that perfectly ties in the themed gift with the Day of Love.  YOUR child's reusable Albertson's bag filled with miniature Nerds boxes that barely fit her name them?  Ha!  Enjoy taking that walk of shame to the classroom!

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OK, sarcasm done.  ;)

Bottom line?  Everyone has different gifts.  It's a lot of pressure to be All the Right Things on one specific day.  Give grace.  Enjoy today.  Your way.

And as a reminder: Today is not for the top 2%.  Today is an All Play!  If you have life and breath?  There is something to celebrate today!  LOVE is found in a romantic gesture, yes, but also a kind gesture. A compassionate gesture.  A sacrificial gesture.  Find a homeless person and give them a meal.  That's love.  Bring your best friend their favorite coffee.  That's love.  Give a compliment to a stranger.  Spread love.  Celebrate it!  Love is worth celebrating.   Not Lisa's love or Jenny's love or Randy's love or Stacy's love.  Their love is beautiful because it is THEIRS.  YOU celebrate YOUR love. YOUR way.  Fancy?  Simple?  Loud?  Quiet?  Yes, yes, yes, and yes.  You do you.  No right, no wrong.  Just Love.






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