Valentine's Day or Single Awareness Day?
When I first heard someone refer to Valentine's Day as Single Awareness Day, I chuckled ever so slightly and adopted the term as my official definition of February 14th. Single Awareness Day seemed like the perfect description of what Valentine's Day represented for many people - a day when all the single realize that, well, they're single. I don't think I was necessarily bitter about Valentine's Day but I was destined to hate it just because I was always single. By the time heart-shaped chocolates and gift baskets started filling stores, I was already cursing anything pink to oblivion. I often walked straight past these aisles without even taking a glance at them. I resorted to declaring the "holiday" a corporate scam, used to simply suck the money out of unsuspecting love birds. The next year, I would claim that Valentine's Day was too materialistic and love shouldn't be about whether or not I can afford top-notch chocolate strawberries. Eventually, maybe after I began college, I became apathetic towards Valentine's Day. Besides, I didn't have $30 to spend on roses anyways. So when I was recently asked what Valentine's Day was, and I responded with "Single Awareness Day," I was surprised to find myself answer with such certainty. The signs were clear, as always: specially wrapped chocolates flooded Walmart, Google Chrome was bombarded with a multitude of "it's not too late!" advertisements, and I was still left without a girlfriend. Perhaps the oddest thing was my curiosity for other couple's plans for Valentine's Day, almost as if they'd invite me if I asked nicely enough. I mean my school even started offering reservations at the dining hall! The advertisement said they would be serving petite filet and reservations were required to even attend. Oh and $30 too. I'll be honest: the word petite drowned all my hopes of poaching a freshman to get me into the dinner. But let's move on from that because I would never do such a thing to an underclassman. I wondered what I would do for Valentine's day and nothing really came to mind until I figured I should cook myself a steak.
But maybe that was the problem in the first place. I didn't really care about Valentine's Day because I hadn't a girl I truly loved and there's nothing wrong with that. In a whimsical burst of sweet epiphanic thought, Single Awareness Day turned into a day where I'm reminded that I still know what true love is. It's a love that's patient and kind. It does not envy, boast, and is not proud. I can go through the rest of Corinthians but I don't think its necessary. You see, Valentine's Day allows single people to be reminded that it's a day when true love should be celebrated. If there's nothing to throw a party about, and people realize that, then we should be, instead, congratulating others on their relationships. I think it's a beautiful thing that we have this inner intuition that tells us that our Valentine's Day lacks love. It shows that we hold a sane stance on the subject of love and there is absolutely no shame in that. No one should be celebrating Valentine's Day just because all the couples are and single people feel obligated to fill that void with something. Just knowing there's an emptiness reflects the opposite of love and it's not a bad thing. What more of a better way to realize that the "right one" is right around the corner?
Hopefully my stance on Valentine's day won't change next year.