What a day, what a day. It's the only time or season that changes the atmosphere with a need of love out of the surroundings that decept. It's around these moments where singles all around the world would feel the need to be attached, wanted and needed. It creates an unwanted hastiness towards building relationships.
Being with someone on Valentine's day would be pleansant depending on the circumstances, it would also have a similiar effect on singles all around. It's the only period or time of the year where couples just seems so much more obvious than the usual. They seem to stand out with the decor and mood of the entire event.
With all the love themes all around it amplifies the need for a companion, a need for a partner, a need to be needed, cared for and loved. The best part about this whole event is that it searches to partner two different people who know next to nothing about each to walk this life and this journey unknowing of the shrouded future that has mystified the entire season. It creates a need to be with someone, anyone, just to fulfill the need within. How disdainfully corrupt and commercialized has this beautifully emotion become? How much more would they taint this occasion to make a few extra dollars out of this and commercialize something so sacred and tarnish it with dollars and cents.
The commercials, events, shows and programs appeals to people, it appeals to desperate people on the verge of desperation. Desperation of something so sacred, forcing them to make choices they have yet to come to terms with.
I would suspect that celebrations like these might possibly be the leading cause of break-ups and divorces. It mystifies people to seem altogether perfect for a short period of time but totally mismatched for the long term.
I have nothing against spending a extra special day with your loved ones. I have nothing against spending a special evening getting to know someone. But why does it have to be mystified beyond reasoning? Why does it have to be ONE particular day of the year. Why can't those occasions happen frequently without requiring a SPECIAL day to celebrate events like these? Even better, why can't these days be all the time? Why does it have to be Valentine's day that you treat your partner better? WHy must there be a created need to treat someone better, find a partner, match make someone and cause the rest of the singles in the world to feel miserable on this occasion?
Beyond Valentine's facade
Saint Valentine's Day or Valentine's Day is on February 14. It is the traditional day on which lovers express their love for each other; sending Valentine's cards, candy, or donations to charities, often anonymously. It is very common to present flowers on Valentine's Day. The holiday is named after two men, both Christian martyrs named Valentine. The day became associated with romantic love in the High Middle Ages, when the tradition of courtly love flourished.
The day is most closely associated with the mutual exchange of love notes in the form of "valentines". Modern Valentine symbols include the heart-shaped outline and the figure of the winged Cupid. Since the 19th century, handwritten notes have largely given way to mass-produced greeting cards. The Greeting Card Association estimates that approximately one billion valentines are sent each year worldwide, making the day the second largest card-sending holiday of the year behind Christmas. The association estimates that women purchase approximately 85 percent of all valentines.
It is probable that the various legends about St. Valentine were invented during this period. Among these legends:
- On the evening before Valentine was to be martyred for being a Christian, he passed a love note to his jailer's daughter that read, "From your Valentine."
- During a ban on marriages of Roman soldiers by the Emperor Claudius II, St. Valentine secretly helped arrange marriages.[11]
Valentine's Day is mentioned by the character Ophelia in Hamlet: "Tomorrow is Saint Valentine's Day."
In 1836, relics of St. Valentine of Rome were donated by Pope Gregory XVI to the Whitefriar Street Carmelite Church in Dublin, Ireland. In the 1960s, the church was renovated and relics restored to prominence.[12]
In 1969, as part of a larger effort to pare down the number of saint days of purely legendary origin, the Church removed St. Valentine's Day as an official holiday from its calendar. February 14 is now dedicated only to Saint Cyril and Saint Methodius.
Valentine's Day was probably imported into North America in the 19th century by British settlers. In the United States, the first mass-produced valentines of embossed paper lace were produced and sold shortly after 1847 by Esther Howland (1828-1904) of Worcester, Massachusetts. Her father operated a large book and stationery store, and she took her inspiration from an English valentine she had received. Since 2001, the Greeting Card Association has been giving an annual "Esther Howland Award for a Greeting Card Visionary".
In the second half of the 20th century, the practice of exchanging cards was extended to all manners of gifts in the United States, usually from a man to a woman. Such gifts typically include roses and chocolates. In the 1980s, the diamond industry began to promote Valentine's Day as an occasion for giving jewelry.
Heart Talk
I'll share something very personal now...
For someone who new not,
recieved little and understood not,
someone who knew the the outcome when two hearts break apart.
Someone who felt the pain and anguish that grew from a beautiful start but a disdainful ending.
Someone who knew the outcome when the facades fade and reality turns surreal.
There was this little boy,
Who knew the pain like no other,
He felt the effects of two broken hearts,
When shattered dreams come to past,
And life turns all into dust,
How you wish,
You could turn back,
The hands that disdained,
The hands of time,
Which illusioned in vain.
The life that grew,
From the love first felt,
The life that grew,
From two hearts in sync,
to form not 2 but 1,
In union and unison,
Imperfect yet perfect,
Incomplete yet fulfilling.
That life was innocent, that life didn't asked to be born into a world of strife and misery, born of false union and incomplete love. So how could they commercialize such a beautiful emotion, such a beautiful union that could only be ordained by God. How could they prey on the longing hearts to effectively destroy the lives of the next generation...
Those that were completely innocent...
The pain that i've felt, i would never wish it on another. How could they destroy the lifehoods of such pure and innocent beings.
Love at it's purest form is beautiful beyond comprehension. It's not about the facades that last just to hype out the imperfect personas of others.
Love is when you can look at the same person you looked at, 30 years from now, look into his/her eyes with the same longing and love and repeat those very words you said when you were first mesmerized by him/her.
Love is tolerance and patient beyond all understanding, beyond comprehension, to lose all selfish desires and become one.
Love is part of all the little things you did for him/her when you first started dating, to continue doing those little things 30 years into the relationship.
Love is not the over hyped romance of the first few months... It's the under hyped romantic getaways that you'll continue to take 20 years into the marriage. The hand that you would proudly hold when he/she's wrinkly and overweight.
Love is not taking for granted the little things that he/she's done after 5, 10, 20 years. To continue looking at her in the same light when you first started out. Love is not grandiose, it's the oh so serenely beautiful destinies that you will continue living.
Where you wake up 20 years later, not in shock of the person that lay next to you, but with love and longing in your eyes. To caress the hair, to kiss that forehead and wish him/her good morning.
It's the little things of love that encompasses a lifetime of companionship, not the rare acts of grandeur which are totally over hyped. Not that booking an entire restaurant to propose to her is bad, but anyone who has been in a relationship knows how much a grandiose act like that can mislead people into the wrong relationship.
Below is by far the best definition of love i have ever found.
-Love is patient
-Love is kind
-It does not envy
-It does not boast
-it is not proud.
-It is not rude,
-it is not self-seeking,
-it is not easily angered,
-it keeps no record of wrongs.
-Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
-It always protects
-always trusts
-always hopes
-always perseveres
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