I have never been infatuated with Valentine’s Day. Or any holiday.
- Warning: Holiday Hater ahead.
Cupid fans can X out now.
I’m not a nonconformist. I just don’t buy commercialism.
The holidays are monopolized by card creators, jewelry junkies, sweet sellers, and petal pushers.
Valentine’s Day? Is that even a real holiday?
Give me Memorial Day, Veterans Day, and Thanksgiving.
You can keep Valentines’ Day. You can ignore my birthday too.
The day I was born? July 16th, 1966. So what? It’s just another day to me.
- Editor’s note:
Being a twin, my birthday has never been my very own special day .
All I did on that day was show up. Late.
I should call my mom, thank and gift HER on that day.
Give me Mother’s Day. I’ve earned it. I’ll celebrate that holiday. Again, no flowers or fluff, just a little time to myself.
The time is coming.
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