Coming from the perspective of a single woman in her forties, previously married and in other long-term relationships, my opinion on this day may or may not resonate well with many. In short, over the last few years I have learned to be less concerned with the tradition that I need to be in a romantic relationship, and to care more about how to love ME!
First of all, we need to all celebrate love every day. Sure, it’s not always possible to buy flowers or candy, or to book a dinner reservation at the hottest place in town every single day. But just the gift of loving someone or being loved, is in itself worth being grateful for. Maybe it’s not a special someone you call your sweetheart. Maybe it’s your child(ren), or a close and trusted friend. Perhaps it’s the love for your parents. Love sees no gender, status, age, relational connection. Ultimately, love only sees the beauty of the person you hold close to your heart, without judgement or conditions.
We all have poured our heart out to those we love the most. We use words and actions. Sometimes it’s the way we take a moment to tell them how wonderful they are or by holding their hand. Also, we have all felt that love back in some way, i.e. as a hug, or a text that made you smile in the middle of your crazy day. All of us crave that sense of belonging. Everyone is born with the ability to love, and to be loved. This is an innate desire that we all have in common. Regardless of where you are from or the colour of your skin, the human race is bonded by love. However, our experiences shapes our view on love and how we accept, reject and express love.