Equal Opportunity for All Holidays

Some have cried out in dismay about my stance on Valentine's Day. You'll notice that I didn't say I don't bake heart-shaped cookies and put up a few decorations and teach the little ones how to cut out hearts. I just don't need a big production for my own benefit. That said, I do my best to notice and celebrate the holidays as they rush toward me.

I really don't need or want a giddy celebration of Mother's Day, either. I tell you--I'm low-maintenance and unimpressed with the demands of society which tell me I must celebrate in a certain way on a certain day or else be branded a curmudgeon. Or a bad mother.

And I was [ ] <-------------- this close to eloping, too, because I didn't want to go through the whole traditional wedding thing. I only endured it because 1) a family friend convinced me it would mean a lot to my dad; and 2) my husband-to-be informed me that if we didn't have an actual wedding in Seattle, we'd have to have one in Texas. I am glad my dad walked me down the aisle. How would I have known that two years later he'd be dead? But still. My wedding was not the happiest day of my life.

No matter what you say or what psychological magnifying glass you peer through, I still don't really care about Valentine's Day, St. Patrick's Day, Mother's Day or any other day in which I could--but won't--purchase a card for five bucks at the local Hallmark store. I'm unapologetically unsentimental that way.