Valentine's Day and being an adult(like)

So, I haven't written in a while.  I got back to school in January and I got overwhelmed and I kept thinking of things I wanted to blog about but then every time I didn't I got further away from scheduling it into my life--I find, at least for me, the least consistent I am with things like running, or writing, the less I make time for them.  But eventually, I find my way back and then I rediscover why they made me happy in the first place.

So anyway, here I am ready to write about an epiphany I just had.  I think I'm more of an adult than I thought I was.  Okay, maybe I still don't understand how to pay taxes, don't own a car, don't have a 401k(sorry to make you cringe if you read this, LYD), but I've realized recently that I've come more to terms with letting things be as they are, and I think that might be as much a sign of adulthood as any.

What does this have to do with Valentine's day?  Well first off, let me say that I've always been a bit dramatic, especially regarding matters of the heart.  Since highschool, Valentine's day was either a fabulous occasion to encourage my significant other to shower me with love and affection, or (more often) a time to be bitter, depressed and pouty about being single, "unloved" and alone.

However, I was chatting with an engaged (to be married) friend today and I asked about her plans for the big V-day tomorrow.  "ugh, i don't know" she replied, "I HATE Valentine's day".  I proceeded to say a sympathetic "aw" and then tell her, truthfully, that I had just had a great time making homemade valentine's day cards for a valentine exchange tomorrow(that will be all female).  And then I realized--I haven't had ONE bad thought about Valentine's day.  I am more single, "unloved" and alone than I have been since about the age of 14, but instead of  dwelling on this, I have been shopping for fun stickers and markers to make my girlfriends(keyword: girl) cards for our valentine's day party.  And I think being an adult (a happy one, anyway) is realizing what you have ( a group of fun girlfriends to give homemade cards too) than what you don't ( a handsome beau who showers you in homemade cards) and realizing, as Winnie the Pooh so profoundly says: "River's know this: there is no hurry, we shall get there someday".

So to sum it up: Valentine's Day is just another day.  You could be happily engaged and hate it, or happily single and love it.  The best thing to do is to try to enjoy what you have in the moment as they are.  Maybe next year on Valentine's day I'll have met the love of my life.  Maybe I won't. But that's not the point.  The point is that I don't want to miss out on enjoying what I do have because I am too busy concerning myself with what I don't. So cheers to spreading love, whatever kind of love that might be!  

Happy Valentine's Day!