Oh great cupid day is fast approaching, when young mens’ fancy turns to cards and flowers and young girls’ fancy turns to gold and diamonds. The stores are decked out in pink, white and red hearts and everything edible is chocolate covered. I like chocolate, but do NOT want to be tempted, so give me a heart shaped Peeps® and I’ll be fine. If a little chocolate happens to melt on it . . .
This particular holiday always reminds me that I am a die hard romantic. I still believe the fairy tale that “they will live happily ever after” with hearts and flowers and beautiful music, even though I know better, and have lived through the unhappy ending. With wide-eyed anticipation I wait for the white knight in shining armor to show up at my house laden with diamond studded heart shaped baubles all for me. He has dozens of my favorite flowers (daffodils and tulips) in his hand and he showers me with kisses and hugs and love. Stars and rainbows hang above our heads as we stare into each other's eyes and sigh happily. About here is where I usually wake up, wipe the smudges from my rose colored glasses and get back to life, which is nothing like a Hallmark movie.
Therein lies the problem. I like romantic comedy movies, the kind that boy loves girl, boy acts stupid and loses girl, girl forgives him and they live happily every after, or some variation on that theme. Everything is all nice and neatly wrapped up in a two hour package of struggle, conflict and resolution. One of my favorites, Sleepless In Seattle has one of the best lines. Annie (Meg Ryan) and Becky (Rosie O’Donnell) are watching An Affair to Remember and Annie is bemoaning the fact that people don’t fall in love like the characters in the movie anymore. And Becky looks at her and says “You don’t want to be in love, you want to be in love like in a movie.” Movie love is not real love. It’s not messy and even when hearts get broken; they pick up the pieces and go on. No fuss, no muss.
Now that tv and radio ads are all Valentines all the time, let me, as this love filled day approaches, make a couple of suggestions. If you are romantically unattached as I am, and feel the need to heart somebody, I’m sure you have friends, so treat the single ones to a little treat: A cute card, a flower, even just an e-mail. I might especially say treat those who are newly single or single moms. And second, treat yourself. Enjoy a piece of Godiva® chocolate or buy some flowers and put them on your desk. Let people wonder, that’s half the fun.
For us hopeless romantics this is a day that holds a lot of promise. Anything could happen. The possibilities are endless. Mr. White Knight could show up and sweep me off into a whirlwind romance that ends in a wedding on a beach in Hawaii and we really could live happily ever after, on Maui. Oh, excuse me, my rose colored glasses are smudged again.
In any case, Happy Valentine’s Day. Enjoy it, revel in it or hide in your closet till it’s over. It’s only 24 hours then another day will start. Wait, are those hoofbeats I hear? For me?
Stevie
Copyright 2010 Stevie Stevens, Fort Worth, TX for information faithleap@sbcglobal.net
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