Post-Valentine’s Evaluation
Valentine’s Day pretty much sucked. Not because it was a day filled with reminders of what I don’t have, but because it was a day filled with reminders of what I do have, without the means of being able to spend time with my loved ones and showing them my appreciation and care for them.
It really puts me into a bittersweet mood when I see this photo of my parents posted from my brother’s Facebook:
I also had a lovely Valentine that is hundreds of miles away, that I spent a lot of time, money, and effort on trying to do something solely to see their pleasure and happiness, and the entire night of surprises are still just sitting in my closet without any clue as to when they will fulfill their purposes. And when I did get to spend time with him, I feel as if I didn’t show him enough affection. And of course, there are the valued little things that remind me of our bittersweet situation:
I hate the fact that I couldn’t have a beautiful bouquet of flowers and balloons and gifts following a hug and a kiss waiting for my mom as she comes home from work like I do every year. Not to mention, that picture of my parents is probably the cutest, most cozy and intimate photo I’ve ever seen of them. I hate that I’m in another state and wasn’t at home to see it for myself and spend time with them.
And when I will be able to give my Valentine my portion of plans & gifts to him? I have no clue…
Home really is where the heart is.
This is the first Valentine’s Day that left me feeling a bit blue not because of what I didn’t have, but because of what I know I do have.
They’re just 300 miles away.
