That’s the thing…
When you believe in a celebration, but other people around you don’t, it pretty much leaves it up to you to celebrate with yourself.
Yes I am married, but my hubby has never really been into Valentine’s Day. He doesn’t think he should be told to show his love to me on any particular single day of the year. That’s fair enough, but I’ve always liked the whole thought and idea of it. You don’t have to spend a lot of money… I believe it’s more about making the time to spend some quality one-on-one time with someone who takes up a big place in your heart.
Today turned out to be like any other Saturday. I was with out children at their sports all day while hubby went to his game.
After the kids games finished, we dropped one of my kids team-mates off then went back to the Clubhouse to chill out and watch a bit of TV with hubby and his mates. We chat about the days games, joke about a bit, watch some TV and just chill out I general.
I may be female in a male dominated space, but I guess I’m just “one of the guys”. Growing up I was always a tomboy, I always had more male friends than female. I guess I can just relate to and get on with them better.
We’ve been home for a few hours now. The kids are in bed fast asleep, hubby is asleep yet here I am, quite awake and typing away on a keyboard wondering if anyone will actually bother reading about my non-eventful Valentine’s Day.
In a way, I hope not many people see this for at least a day or so as that should mean they are spending some quality time with their loved ones- whether they be friends, family, partners, children, pets… it doesn’t really matter. I guess I just don’t want you to feel alone.
Feeling alone has to be one of the cruellest things that any individual can feel. It is such a cold, sterile, unwelcome, thing to feel. It is upsetting. It easily causes one to cry and then question their own existence.
“Would anyone realise I was gone if I just disappeared off the face of the Earth?”
I would like to think I would be missed… but I just don’t know.