It's no secret that Valentine's Day has been a day of failure for me (of epic proportions).This year I face it single while living above a greeting card shop that is well-stocked with love-ness. The universe is hilarious, no? :: sarcastic knee slap :: If I've learned anything these past few months it is to be intentional about life, Valentine's Day included. It doesn't make everything better, but it does mean the day is less likely to end in tears and a bad 90's playlist.
So, this year I'm owning V-day. I'm not going to ignore it because that would be silly (everyone knows denial only works on non-Hallmark holidays). I'm setting February 14th as a deadline and I'm writing out some legit letters to the people I love. I'm going to give.
I'm going to give words, and memories, and inked smiles.
I'm going to get these fingers dirty, scribble on some pages, lick an envelope, and snail mail my heart. I'm not going to give candy or roses or chocolates because those things are not me on February 14th. They are for the regular days--when things are on sale and my roommate needs a hug. A special day means something real, authentic, me. So, I'm writing valentines--long winded, illegible, and honest valentines. Won't you join me?
P.S. If you don't get a card it doesn't mean I don't love you.
I do have something for you, and you should enter to win it here.
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