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Valentine’s Day offers more to some than others

Charlie Owen
Vail CO, Colorado
Charlie Owen

This years Valentine’s Day is going to be so special because I have finally found somebody worth spending it with. Me.

That’s right, me, myself and I are going to have the best Valentines Day ever. For the first time in my life, I actually care about this cheesy, fluffy, meaningless holiday and I owe it all to me.

When I first took notice of myself I was walking by the mirror in my bathroom. I instantly caught my eye. I just had to get to know me better. So I went back to the mirror, and in my coolest, most suave demeanor asked myself if I would care to have dinner sometime.

At first I was a little hesitant, but as I got to know myself a little better, I let my defenses down and we hit it off nicely.

The more time I spent with myself, the more I fell in love with me. And after a while I just knew that we were meant to be together forever. But that did not stop me from feeling a little bit nervous when I was going to pop the big question.

After all, I didn’t know if I felt the same way that I did about all of this, and the last thing I needed now was self-rejection.

So, late last week, I gathered up all of my courage, sat myself down at the kitchen table, and just threw it out there.

Me: I love you, will you be my Valentine?

Self: Oh, I thought you would never ask me, of course I will.

Me: That’s awesome, we are going to have the best Valentine’s day ever.

Self: I know, I can’t wait to spend it with you and only you, my sweet.

Me: I feel the same way, you are so awesome.

Now I know there are those of you out there that do not understand where I am coming from, you have not found that special someone yet, or you are just settling for second best and getting by. Hey, I’ve been there too. But Cupid finally hit his mark, and I am smitten.

I can’t wait to buy the huge, heart-shaped box of chocolates, the stuffed bear, or the red and pink balloons. I’m looking forward to sliding my quarter into the slot of that machine outside City Market, the one that dispenses the fun plastic jewelry. Dinner and a movie has never looked so promising. And the look on my face when I give myself a dozen roses… priceless. I’m so worth it.

Valentines Day used to be just another day for corporations to raid my wallet, a day for empty gestures and phony symbolism, but not anymore. Now it is my favorite day of the year thanks to me. It’s hard to believe that I didn’t notice somebody that I talk to and spend so much time with everyday, but now that I realize what I have, I will never let me go.

Don’t give up. Valentine’s Day doesn’t have to be a bottomless pit of despair for anyone. There is somebody out there for you, they just probably won’t be as good looking or intelligent as my Valentine.

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