Soaking In It
Hey ya'll! I hope everyone enjoyed Valentine's Day, be it alone or with someone.I love it, even when I'm single... maybe more so due to not being disappointed in someone not being romantic enough or for not coming through with dinner out, flowers etc.
My family has always made/sent each other little cards and candy.Even this year both mother and stepmother gave us lovely little bags of goodies. Years spent single have often resulted in my getting myself some damn nice little gifties and flowers and enjoying feeling like I'm worth it.
Last year was one of those years when I relied on a man for these things and it was a disaster, Justin let me down completely and I felt so unloved and under cherished. I don't think his past girlfriends held him up to any standard and he slid by without making the effort. Add to that the fact that our relationship wasn't thriving and it made for misery.
I know it's just a silly holiday and what a man does or doesn't do or give me shouldn't be a measure of his love for me and maybe none of it should matter but the fact is... it's VALENTINES DAY and I'm a woman who's a little old fashioned in some ways and to me it does matter. If a man knows me then he knows that it matters to me and an effort should be made.
So last year things were rough between us and it escalated into him dumping me. 2010 was a horrid year but I'm so glad it's behind us and our relationship has healed and is redefining itself as something really nice.
I appreciate when someone, be it boyfriend, husband, friend, neighbor, whatever can be cool enough and moral enough to admit when they've slighted someone and then try to make amends. Justin seems to be one of those people.
Yesterday he showered me in chocolate (one of my true weaknesses), today was dinner out, one of those fabulous chocolate dipped fruit bouquets with a balloon and a note in it that made me laugh so hard that I nearly peed and being told "Happy Valentine's Day, I love you!" over and over again.
I couldn't find everything I'd wanted to give him but managed some silly Homer Simpson boxers and a fun card. He seemed happy with that offering and as soon as I can find someone who carries bath bombs I'll buy him a double fistful of them. One day when he was tense and taking a bath to try and relax I gave one to him and he enjoyed it's fizziness and the nice vanilla smell.
Even without gifts this would have been a wonderful V-Day just because his words and actions made me feel cherished, loved and appreciated.
Love - I'm soaking in it.
My family has always made/sent each other little cards and candy.Even this year both mother and stepmother gave us lovely little bags of goodies. Years spent single have often resulted in my getting myself some damn nice little gifties and flowers and enjoying feeling like I'm worth it.
Last year was one of those years when I relied on a man for these things and it was a disaster, Justin let me down completely and I felt so unloved and under cherished. I don't think his past girlfriends held him up to any standard and he slid by without making the effort. Add to that the fact that our relationship wasn't thriving and it made for misery.
I know it's just a silly holiday and what a man does or doesn't do or give me shouldn't be a measure of his love for me and maybe none of it should matter but the fact is... it's VALENTINES DAY and I'm a woman who's a little old fashioned in some ways and to me it does matter. If a man knows me then he knows that it matters to me and an effort should be made.
So last year things were rough between us and it escalated into him dumping me. 2010 was a horrid year but I'm so glad it's behind us and our relationship has healed and is redefining itself as something really nice.
I appreciate when someone, be it boyfriend, husband, friend, neighbor, whatever can be cool enough and moral enough to admit when they've slighted someone and then try to make amends. Justin seems to be one of those people.
Yesterday he showered me in chocolate (one of my true weaknesses), today was dinner out, one of those fabulous chocolate dipped fruit bouquets with a balloon and a note in it that made me laugh so hard that I nearly peed and being told "Happy Valentine's Day, I love you!" over and over again.
I couldn't find everything I'd wanted to give him but managed some silly Homer Simpson boxers and a fun card. He seemed happy with that offering and as soon as I can find someone who carries bath bombs I'll buy him a double fistful of them. One day when he was tense and taking a bath to try and relax I gave one to him and he enjoyed it's fizziness and the nice vanilla smell.
Even without gifts this would have been a wonderful V-Day just because his words and actions made me feel cherished, loved and appreciated.
Love - I'm soaking in it.