I just want to say something.
I hate Valentine's day! I have thought of it, as the day you get to find out just how unacceptable you really are, for most of my life.
I know this thought process comes from grade school days and that over the years I enjoyed parts of the day.
I enjoyed it when the children were little. I still have my treasures of those days. But those were the sweet moments. As the years have gone by I have returned to hatred of those bygone days. Hallmark, TV, jewelry and candy are all to blame.
You must get things today or that "someone" doesn't really love you and wait you can't get just a thing it must be thingS or they might not love you enough.
You don't have "someone" pity on you better luck next year or here you can have this.
Back in grade school we got our bags or boxes covered and decorated and ready for all the love coming our way. The big day, valentines passed out, cookies and milk passed out, time to open your cards. This is were the hurt starts, 17 kids in your class and only 12, 11, 10, 8 cards in your box. "How many cards did you get?" "I don't know I'm waiting until I get home." "Why" "I just want to."
It happened to me and I watched it happen to lots of other kids, it hurt.
My mom was a wise woman and made sure that we had a card for every kid in our class and yes I remember not wanting to give a certain boy a card, he picked his nose all the time.(still can't handle that) Today things seem different in the schools a gentler kinder party. Today, adults are being put back into classrooms, back to the "How many" only it's "What all did you get?"
And as much as I loved the flowers I got I still hate Valentine's day.