By Shannon Orr
My very first Valentine was my Mom. She always bought me a little box of chocolate hearts, sometimes a card, and I knew growing up that no matter how much I may feel alone on this day I could count on those little boxes of chocolates.
Maybe it sounds lame but it was a planted seed that has grown into something much more. Valentine’s Day is often regarded as a “Hallmark Holiday” made by the retail industry to profit off of humans intense need to be loved and show love for someone special; and also chocolate.
I have decided to make it something else. I simply call it love day and I celebrate this day by being grateful for everyone and everything that has brought love into my life, no purchases necessary. From my favorite park, to my dog, to my friends to my family I allow myself to feel love both as a recipient and as a giver.
I make gifts to give people: cards, food, anything that comes from my heart and soul. I make sure to tell my friends I love them, even if we haven’t known each other long, because I do love them. They have come into my life and I don’t know for how long, but I am so grateful they are here at this time. I even love you, complete stranger reading this, because you have taken the time to read this tiny little excerpt from my rambling 3AM mind.
I will throw love around loosely, with no reserve because this world needs it in every form it can get. Love your park by picking up trash. Love your dog by bringing him a bone. Love your friends by bringing them a coffee or even just a phone call. Love by giving and you will receive so much more than you ever anticipated. Above all love yourself, because you are stuck with you until the end and it is up to you and only you to have as much love as you need in your life; and maybe chocolate.
Happy Love Day,