Not sure if I can say I have a favorite holiday, but I can say Valentine’s Day is my least favorite.
I got married on this day 33 years ago. I was young and hopeful. My colors were pink and ivory. Right down to the pink champaign. Roses in my bouquet and pink rosebuds on my ivory dress. Very sweet.
I divorced 10 years later and he has since passed away.
I don’t like the expectations involved on this day. Mine are minimal.
I would like some flowers. Always like getting flowers.
I prefer them to be given personally, privately. I don’t like public displays.
Not a concern though at this time. Since there are no flowers, no chocolate…nothing.
Nothing expected and nothing received.
There is a relief in not expecting. It also means nothing is expected of me and that’s something I can do and do very well.