Valentine’s Day can be lonely for single people. I know, I have been single since 1998. It seems every place I turn; I’m reminded that I have no one special in my life. Radio ads, TV ads, billboards, newspapers, and magazines each telling me I’m alone and somehow that’s bad. Would I like a special man in my life? Of course, but so far it hasn’t happened. Although I have developed a rather unique reputation. An associate of mine introduced me saying, “This is the gal I was telling you about. She has the worse dating stories of anyone I’ve ever met.” (See previous blog entry for details.) Not exactly the introduction I want.
So here I sit on February 14, writing this blog instead of snuggling with a man. This is where I have to choose not to allow negative thoughts and ideas to make me blue. When I was married, I used to hate Valentine’s Day. Holidays and vacations were the worse days of the year for me. I bring this up because so often we idealize everyone else’s lives. We assume every couple is having a greeting card moment when many of them aren’t. Just because we don’t see it, doesn’t mean everyone else is celebrating.
I wish I could tell you being single never gets be down, but it does. I struggle in this area. Today, I made the choice to focus on how much better being single is than being unhappily married. Yes, I’m home alone, but I’m here watching the Olympics and eating from a box of chocolates. Just because they are heart shaped, doesn’t mean I can’t buy them for myself. I can honestly say I haven’t had a bad day because I chose not to wallow in self pity and instead remembered how happy and blessed I am. I really do have a great life filled with plenty of people who love and care about me. If all the hype about Heart Day is breaking your heart, just think how many people all over the world would gladly trade places with you.
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