Today I made the realization (ok, that is a stretch, I admit) that I enjoy getting into the spirit of some things. I like the premise of Valentine’s Day – that is, showing your love for someone in a material way. I was inspired by a friend who sent a nice email basically giving appreciation for us and for her blessings. That email, her words and the poem she included, were the material thing.
It need not be a heart shaped box of chocolate or heart print boxer shorts or any silly thing like that. I made spaghetti squash filled with beet “pasta” sauce. I chose this recipe for the red “heart” and because my husband has been talking about that beet sauce longingly for awhile. (Admittedly, I also did buy him a small something he recently mentioned and he brought home a beautiful new phalaenopsis orchid which I will attempt, for the 4th time, NOT to kill.)
I condemned Valentine’s Day in the same life period that garnered so much condemnation and bitterness: high school. I am on a quest to let myself to be vulnerable to others. It’s tricky.