My Relationship with Valentine's Day: it's complicated
Let me start this post by saying that I have a complicated relationship with Valentine's Day. Growing up, there were the class parties and candy and cookies and Conversation Hearts (my favorite candy only available one time of year.) And then junior high... when I was the perpetual "single girl courier" of our friend group who got the "Hey, will you give this rose/carnation/tiny stuffed animal to so-and-so when you see her in class?" High school was pretty much the same. Still single. Still lots of attached friends. But this time, they could meet each other between classes and I didn't have to deliver quite so many things. By college, I was determined to own my singleness so I would invite all the single girls/girls-whose-Valentine-lived-too-far-away over for dinner and a movie on Valentine's Day night. (It was Galentine's before Galentine's was a thing.) When I lived in Tanzania, Valentine's wasn't a thing and I was free of it for a f...