Felled by a particularly nasty bout of the stomach flu, Edith is lying on the chaise with a lavender-scented handkerchief on her face. She has asked me to invoke the Wench Classic Clause and resurrect one of her old posts to fill today’s blog spot. Since Valentine’s Day is just around the corner, I’ve chosen her Valentine’s Day post from two years ago. The sentiment holds as true today as it did then. Edith, here’s hoping you are back to your chipper self by the 14th! ~Sherrie
Happy Valentine’s Day to all!
But this message is meant specially for those who may – momentarily – not have a specific Valentine this year. Hey, it happens. It happens to the rich, the beautiful, and the clever.
It also happens to the very very cute.
But Valentine’s Day, like most major American holidays, has a way of making those who can’t participate in it feel like losers: left out, unworthy and forgotten.
HOGWASH! And FOO!
So, what to do until next year,when your true love will doubless be near?
Be your own best Valentine.
Treat yourself to something chocolate. Wallow in roses. Drink something that bubbles – other than seltzer. Think of those people you do love, have loved, and will love. Love yourself, you’re worth it.
If you’re still feeling low, remember that life is not a Norman Rockwell illustration. Think of all the people you know who also don’t have a Valentine.
And realize that no one special day, not even dear Saint Valentine’s, means that much. Love is a lifetime affair, and can happen any day, anywhere.
Much love to you all!