A Valentine's Grinch
I’m not a huge fan of Valentine’s Day; in fact there are times when I veer towards Valentine’s grinch status. When I was growing up it wasn’t a “thing” in Australia. We didn’t make or receive cards, and I was completely unaware of it. (Thank goodness — it seems so competitive, and must be agony for teens.)
These days it’s so commercialized, and often the expectations are huge. Thou must take thy beloved out for a “romantic” (and expensive) dinner, there must be red roses, and chocolate etc. I have no objection to chocolate of course (though it should come at all times of the year) but those red Valentine’s roses are exquisitely formed but scentless, and for me, a scentless rose is a rose without soul. Those roses are, for me, symbolic of what’s wrong with Valentine’s Day — so much of it is for show. I’d much rather a bunch of imperfect roses that smell glorious. Like these.
Now I’m all for celebrating love — love in all its forms, not just romantic love — and I’m not saying all Valentine’s celebrations are for show — some good friends of mine got married on Valentine’s Day and I know others who proposed on Valentine’s Day — it’s just that the commercial aspects seem to dominate, and commercial interests are dictating how love should be celebrated. And it’s both expensive and narrow.
Declarations of love should not be by the calendar. People have their own personal calendars that they should celebrate their love by — first date, first kiss or first time of making love, even a quarrel and make-up could be celebrated, as well as weddings, birthdays—the list is endless.
My parents were romantic souls and Mum and Dad demonstrated their love all the time in various ways. I remember some of my teenage friends being embarrassed when they walked into the kitchen and found my parents kissing, or dancing to the radio. They were in their late 50’s so to my friends they were old. But even in their 80’s they still kissed and cuddled and danced together.
We kids all grew up in that environment and those expectations stayed with us. So for me, a perfect scentless red rose in a cellophane tube just doesn’t cut it. As for those marriage proposals made in public before an audience, I hate them. Talk about pressure to say yes! So unfair and not at all romantic, in my view.
But the other thing Valentine’s Day does is to exclude people who are not part of a couple, and what sort of a celebration of love does that? That’s why I call myself a “Love Actually” kind of writer, because in my books I don’t just write about romantic love between the main couple but also about other kinds of love — a parent’s love of a child or children, the love of family, of siblings, of friends and comrades, love of country, even love of animals.
So that’s why I’m a Valentine’s grinch. But feel free to convince me otherwise. And if you do celebrate Valentine’s Day, let us know how.
❤️I absolutely agree with you, Anne! ❤️ So many different forms of love to celebrate – and so many days of the year to celebrate them in ❤️
Thanks Penelope — yes, we don’t need a special day to remind us that we love someone.
I agree that it’s completely overdone and commercial. And, I’m in TOTAL agreement about public proposals. It’s not romantic, it’s public – I honestly don’t think anyone should be witness to an incredible moment for two people. It’s private. So Grinch away on that and fragrance free tube roses!!
Thanks, Jennifer. Yes, I always cringe at those public proposals — the woman is under such huge pressure to say yes from a load of strangers who know nothing about the couple. It’s a form of blackmail.
Declarations of love should be spontaneous, proposals private and all roses should have fragrance!
Totally with you on the scentless roses. DH and I bought into Valentine’s Day when we were young and silly. Nowadays, he brings flowers home on random occasions and says that every day should be Valentine’s Day. And don’t get me started on Halloween in Oz. Grinches unite :)
Chris, yes to bringing flowers home on random occasions and that every day should be celebrated.
We’re not big into Valentine’s Day here either. We’ve not really done much, just usually treated it as another day. This year though, I think for the first time, we went to dinner last night for Valentine’s Day. We’ll be married 40 years in May so I just thought it would be a nice dinner and beside that, the Holly Hotel in Holly MI had a great menu for the ‘holiday’ so we took advantage of it :)
Theo that sounds lovely. A delicious dinner out is perfect. Here we’ve gone into stage 4 lockdown again and I know a lot of people were so unhappy as they couldn’t go out for Valentines. One restaurant I know has simply rescheduled Valentines Day to later in the month, when Lockdown has been lifted.
As a fairly recent widow, Valentine’s Day wouldn’t seem like it would be something I’d expect to celebrate, but I have 47 years worth of beautiful cards from my sweet husband to enjoy again, and then the postman came…so many sweet, funny, and lovely cards and notes from friends all over the world to brighten my weekend!
Never pass up a chance to tell someone how important they are to you. You’ll surely brighten their day.
Diane, having those cards to look over and remember is lovely. Letters and cards and personal things like that are to be treasured. And I wholeheartedly agree with you about not passing up a chance to tell someone they’re important to you. Hugs.
Many years ago I went to dinner on Valentines day. It was our second or third date and over salad he proposed. I laughed. I did not marry him.
But, at least I can say I had a Valentines day proposal.
LOL Tricia. Wow, he was a fast worker! Strange you didn’t snap him up after 2 or 3 dates and a salad. ;)
You have summed it up perfectly in my view. My most romantic gifts have never been on Valentine’s Day… for years I have randomly received a single white garden rose (often plucked from a neighbourhood garden) and left on my doorstep. This gesture has always been from the love of my life who, although we can no longer be together, has never stopped leaving them. Since my Mother lives with me now, he adds a single pink rose for her too. Truly a love story that defies all the boundaries placed between us… and if you picture Brad Pitt in… Read more »
What a lovely story. Thanks for sharing.