Fiction Friday Challenge for February 6, 2009:
Write about a Valentine’s Day without mentioning these words: Valentine’s Day, Cupid, love, roses, hearts, flowers, February.
Vainly Seeking Validity
It's here again, the most romantic day of the year.
Many a woman has wished their lives away, hoping for that one fleeting glimpse, one sure sign of lasting affection.
But what is this day, after all, but just another day of the year, a day with only vague impressions of a truer desire.
Why do we think we are unlucky if we don't have that certain someone in our lives?
Why do some woman base their entire lives on that one chance meeting and the promise of eternal bliss?
Maybe if women would learn to treasure their own strengths instead of waiting on a man, waiting on posies or candy or a glittering piece of insignificant self-worth - then maybe they could understand.
So it comes again, another day for adoration, another day to try and feel a kindred spirit with another being.
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5 comments:
nice write :)
I echo your sentiments. I don't see the need for one Hallmark-sanctioned day for everyone to express how they feel, to make their partner feel special, etc. In a way, *every* day is Valentine's, or Mothers', or Fathers' day. And if you don't have a "special someone", that's okay too! I growl at the overwrought and crass commercialism surrounding V-day :p
Here here! Love commenting after you Willow ....
If acknowledgement and love, acceptance and appreciation was drawn from within, rather than from without these Hallmark Holidays would mean to much less.
They draw their commercial strength from people needing to fill a whole within ... giving to others what they wish they had for themselves ... and now I've gone and got all deep and meaningful!
Thanks for the thought provoking pieces Bobbi.
Not much else I can add - especially after Willow and Jod so susinctly view the thougth I already have on the day ( and for other hallmark days such as Christmas and Easter.. but thats another story..)
So, true. However, I am thankful just to have my "certain someone's", my kiddos.
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