“Either you run the day or the day runs you.” Jim Rohn

I have had it out for this love day for years. Maybe I need to change my perspective and not be so down on this holiday, is it a holiday? I have had times when I felt like Valentine’s Day was a full-on assault on love, attacking us all with pink hearts, red roses, and little naked cupids shooting their arrow at innocent passersby. Leave me alone damnit! I am drowning in red hearts.

What if Valentine’s Day is about all the loves you have known? The loves that have grazed your heart that you have memories of? I have been married three times, engaged more than that, and I have known love. I have had great loves and some mediocre ones, but I still loved them. I have loved girlfriends, jobs, animals, my children, my parents, oh my grandchildren, all five!
When I start running a tally, I see so much love around me. Why do I feel such a rotten regard for this over-the-top rose day? The thought of measuring one’s love for you by how or what you ‘get’ on Valentine’s Day seems wrong to me. Love is day to day, some days not so pink, some days more romantic.

The angst for this day is all mine. This day has not wronged anyone. Yes, I have had a husband send me Valentine’s love gifts and send his girlfriend the same thing, so what, who hasn’t? That was years ago, that was his choice, I was just one of many, even though we were married.

I have known so much love, including afore mentioned husband. I go deep, and when I do, I love for life. I have many exes that still have a wee bit of my love; they always will. People who come and go out of your life can still have a positive, measurable effect. Just because they are gone doesn’t mean the love is.

Maybe our hearts hold all the love that we have had, that we have known? Maybe those loves have molded us into the humans we have become? All love questions are worth looking at.
My heart is capable of love; my heart has known many loves. I have had such great lessons because I was not afraid to give my heart away. I have written a book and shared my journey with others, hoping to pass along some of those pertinent lessons.

With ALL that, I wish everyone a happy Valentine’s Day! I mean it, I swear.
My Mantra: “Love does not evaporate, it engraves.”

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Katie L Lindley

Although I would like to say I am organized, focused and cookie-cutter, that simply would not be me. I am no different than any other woman in the world. I love to love, love hard, and, in the end, have learned to love myself above all else. So here I am, writing about the many men and the multiple purposes they have served in my life. Realizing that not one man on my roster had fulfilled every single one of my needs. Perhaps one man is not supposed to? I have compiled snippets of the men that have entered my world. In the end, they have shoved me towards my bathroom mirror, forcing me to take a better look at myself. Reflection is brilliant and the strongest guidepost into ourselves.

Working on the next book in the series “A House for Every Purpose, My Journey From Pillow to Pillow” revels a woman abandoning her home in search or her identity beyond men, motherhood, author.

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