Yay Valentine's Day! I know that according to every TV show and movie I've ever watched, if you're single on Valentine's you're either supposed to be belligerently defiant to the holiday's commercialism or alone and depressingly overeating to compensate for your lack of partner.
But honestly, I've never much thought of Valentine's Day as strictly a couple's holiday. Maybe it was the sort of unspoken policy we had in elementary school about giving Valentines even to the weird kid, or maybe it's the way my Mom always puts on a big color-specific dinner, complete with little gift bags (which I was present for for the first time in a few years!)
But, whatever it is, I was more than happy to eat red-colored food and make Valentines for my family this year. Even my weird brother, who just kind of glanced at the poem I wrote in his.
"Did you read that?" Bashful you-caught-me smile from him. "I spent a lot of time writing that so you're going to read it all!"
He loves me.
Oh wait, that's his hand stopping me from taking our picture.