It’s sad to say but I can only recall three times in my whole life when I was with someone for Valentines Day – and one of those was when I was 15!! I used to get quite angry and upset about being alone on Valentines and then came to realise that I shouldn’t really be upset about one day when I am technically single for the other 364 days of the year too. However, I am a hopeless romantic at heart and just because I am not with someone does not mean that I don’t disappear off into the occasional and dare I say awesome day dream about my ideal Valentines day (cue blurring the sides of the screen as you read and plinky plonky music meaning you are entering my dream world)…
My eyes peek open to see light streaming through my windows which is pretty strange as I am pretty sure I close the curtains each night. I turn to look at the baby monitor as I am surprised it is light and Alyssa has yet to wake me and see that it is not there. In a total panic I go to dash out of bed and see that there are rose petals all over my floor, red ones, and a smile starts to creep onto my face.
I pull on my slippers and my dressing gown and begin to follow the petals which lead down the hall and into Alyssa’s room and there at the end of a trail is a big teddy holding a heart that says “I love you mummy!” I pick him up and give him a cuddle and then notice that there are more petals leading out of her room and so I begin to follow and start heading slowly down the stairs. It is at this point I can hear a deep voice shhing my giggling daughter which brings a smile to my face. As I arrive at the bottom of the stairs, the petals lead me into the dining room to the table where there is a beautiful bouquet of fuchsia pink gerberas in a vase on the table beside plates stacked high with blueberry and chocolate chip American pancakes and fresh juice and gorgeous smelling coffee. However, the best thing about the whole table is the little girl sat grinning at me and the man beside her.
I’d sweep Alyssa up in my arms and a big strong arm would go round my shoulders and lean in to kiss me and wish me Happy Valentine’s Day. We’d sit and eat breakfast together and then all get dressed up nice and warm and go out for the day spending it playing in parks and walking through woods and stopping off for hot chocolate too. That evening, once Alyssa was in bed, we’d light a fire and turn on some festive lights (like those little heart fairy lights) and curl up in front of it with a delicious takeaway and a bottle of wine and watch crappy TV curled up in each others arms.
It might sound silly and actually it really isn’t anything hugely special – the best Valentine’s gift for me would just be to have someone to share it with. To have someone to come home to. To have someone to hug when I just need a hug. To just have someone. I wouldn’t need to go out and would be quite happy to spend the evening at home… I guess at the end of the day I am just a complete and total hopeless romantic. There’s no harm in it though – we all just want our own happily ever after, don’t we?!
This is a collaborative post – all opinions are my own.