I have never understood the hostility toward Valentine’s Day—which is coming up soon—from many friends and acquaintances. Whuddup with the hate, yo?
Maybe this is because it was always a fun, family holiday when I was a kid, and this carried through to my adulthood. My father always gave us chocolate—both myself and my brothers. So I learned early to associate the day with giving an appreciative little something to ANYONE I love.
But I have to admit, this year I may not have Ahmed. He is hoping to get back from business conducted afar, but may not make it. His trip got interrupted, re-routed, and generally spoiled schedule-wise. So I kind of feel the grumpiness… for the first time I’m not loving the day of love.
Hopefully I’ll have my man unit back. And hopefully if I don’t, I’ll find something to celebrate anyway. What are your plans?