Another Valentine's Day...

I am an unabashed romantic. I love love. Wholeheartedly. I accept it in its many forms, and believe in its power to heal and save. And so, I've always loved Valentine's Day. Even while single. Even while dating someone who completely failed to acknowledge it when we were together. Heavy, over-bloated commercialism aside, I support any opportunity to tell someone you love them; that he (or she) matters more than he will ever know. I love Valentine's Day because I believe in butterflies. I don't believe any of us should settle for anything less than butterflies (h/t to Carrie from SATC).

That said, this year's Valentine's Day is particularly difficult in light of the last few weeks, the details of which I'm not ready to share or discuss in such a public forum. While it can occasionally be fun to commiserate with other single friends, I also think such commiseration reeks of lameness. Because I don't hate love. And I don't think anyone should have to hide their love to appease the bitter hearts of single folks around the country. So, today, on Valentine's Day, if you don't think you have someone to love, you're wrong.

You have yourself.