If you’ve been following my blog for a while you will know
that I have a love/hate relationship with Valentine’s Day. In my opinion, the
best part is that on the 15th of Feb, all the Valentine candy will
be half price. That’s a decent reward for enduring all the syrupy sweet
advertising and romantic chick flicks.
It’s really isn’t that I’m not romantic because I truly am a
romantic at heart. But, I don’t need a specific day to remember that I should
be romantic to the people I love. Well… I know it’s not just about the romance;
it’s really about expressing your feelings for those you love. I like to send
little cards to my grandchildren and others who have a place in my heart. It’s
fun for them to receive a little something in the mail.
Would I like to get a bouquet of peonies today? Well, of
course I would. They are my favorite flower and I’d love to get them ANY day of
the year. Although it would be nice, it is not a requirement for me to receive
anything on this day. I would really rather just not look at today as anything
special. However, if you want to send me peonies, please send them because you
like me and not because some greeting card company has declared this as being
the day dedicated to “love.”
Back in my younger day, I would be all ga-ga over whatever
my man would give me or do for me on this day. In fact, Riley was an awesomely
romantic guy. He would make dinner reservations and have a single red rose at
my place at the table. He would send flowers to my office. Of course, as our
marriage sank into that alcoholic abyss, he never even noticed it was February;
let alone what day it was. Valentine’s Day lost any importance to me.
Over the years, I treated today just like any other day. I
ignored the love birds swooning over one another and tried to find a direction
for my eyes that didn’t include any lovers. I confess that it was difficult.
But I had the kids to focus on and they were always excited for the day when
they would receive little cards from school mates. For them, the best part of
the day was the cupcakes and punch during their class party.
Now that Riley is gone and I’m now unmarried, I still don’t
long for all the Valentine Day hoop-la. I’m still thinking, “Oh wouldn’t it be
nice to get flowers,” but not really caring if I do or not. Valentine’s Day is still
a day that I stay home, draw the curtains, and stay in my jammies. I won’t
watch any chick flicks on TV, but will do a marathon viewing of any and all
Arnold, Segal, Sylvester, and Willis movies that I can find.
I know… I know… you’re thinking that I’m jealous of all
those people who are popping open that heart shaped box and inhaling the lovely
aroma of chocolate. Maybe you think I’m secretly crying in my coffee because no
one realizes that I’m essentially alone on this day of love. You could be
right. But while I might be missing that chocolate essence and the attention from
a man who cares about me, I don’t begrudge anyone else’s experience.
I suppose it’s a part of my philosophy of living until you
die. If you can’t have everything you love, then love what you can have. Life
is too short to sit around and mope over not having the sweet stuff of your
dreams. Do what you enjoy and enjoy doing it. How productive is it, in the
grand scheme of things, to wring your hands and cry buckets of tears because
you can’t always have what you want?
You are probably asking… “What about Sam?” Sam and I have a
very long distance relationship. We are not your typical couple. I don’t need
him to fawn over me and shower me with gifts. He gives me what I need by
engaging in conversations that have more to do with each of our activities,
plans and interests. We don’t judge our relationship by other people’s
standards and we don’t adhere to rules made up by whoever it is that makes up
rules. Things are good and that’s the best Valentine’s Day gift I could have.
Valentine’s Day can be tough for those of you who are in an
alcoholic relationship. My suggestion is to make yourself your own Valentine
and do what feels best for you. Make yourself happy because you are the best
Valentine that you’ll ever have.
God Bless you Linda!! I am a medical student, and I was looking for more information on end-stage alcoholism. I stumbled upon your beautiful blog. I have spent the past 4 hours reading over 300 posts.
ReplyDeleteYou are amazing - and I believe you are an angel. And it is great to hear you doing well.
My father has been an alcoholic for forever... thought it would kill him multiple times, in and out of rehab, many days ingesting nothing buy alcohol and coffee- yet vomiting.... I was surprised how long a person can live on only alcohol and coffee with no food.....
Anyways- I stopped speaking with him 8 years ago. It was one of the hardest decisions I have ever made. There is so much guilt. I attended multiple Al-Anon meetings, but I still felt empty. I have received negativity from multiple people...including him... about always keeping ties with family. And only someone who has been in my shoes understands. Thank you for your beautiful blogs.
I found such comfort and will continue reading. Continue taking care of yourself :)