A Little Love Note for All The Butts Cupid Won’t Hit
What Romance Looks Like In the Real World
This is 2018. I would love to have been born in that pilgrim era when people worked the land, married their partner and stuck my them through hard times. Those tear-jerking stories about the children that were so grateful to get a mandarin orange for Christmas moved me! People appreciated what they had and what they had was meaningful and valuable!
There was no ridiculous purchasing of kitsch every three weeks for a new special occasion. Birthdays and celebrations has spiritual or community-building purposes. I’m sick of these commercial excuses to play on the emotions of already overwhelmed people and milk them for millions of dollars spent on candy–that will make them feel even worse!
Don’t get me wrong, I love celebrating life and love, but not on Hallmark’s terms, and definitely not out of guilt or because some radio announcer tells me that if I don’t I’m a lousy partner! I want life and celebration to spring forth because I feel it when I feel it, and any rock or stick gathered out of love in a forest, or a note scribbled in passion on a napkin is a thousand times better than some Hallmark greeting jingle and GMO roses.
How About a Tin Can?