There are all sorts of people in this world who I don’t understand, and I’ve resigned to the fact that’s alright. You’re not going to be able to understand everyone; we weren’t designed to be understood- if we were, life would be unbelievably dull. But there is a select group who I don’t understand, but every year, really try to. The group I refer to are those who hate Valentine’s Day. I mean is there anything more ironic than a hatred for the day of love? Now before I lose you, as I’m sure you’re putting up your guard thinking “well you’re just saying that because you’ve probably been in a relationship for the past three years and are writing this while your significant other gives you a massage,” I would like to clarify that is most certainly not the case. In fact it is about as far from the truth as you could get. I am single in basically every sense of the word when it comes to romance, but I still adore Valentine’s Day. What is there to hate? To limit the days definition to romantic love with a significant other is to be woefully narrow-sighted towards the days meaning. When someone asks you to define love on any other day, your definition is not so limiting, so why choose to be selective on the 14th of February? What changes from the 13th to the 14th, transforming the definition from an all encompassing entity to something strictly reserved for romance? It doesn’t have to be that way. Valentine’s Day is a day to celebrate the people you love, the places you love, and the things that you love to do. It’s a day to take care of yourself and to love yourself, to remind yourself why you love living in this crazy world. I believe a day spent writing in your favorite cafe, laughing with friends, or spent on the phone with your mom, is every bit as beautiful as waking up to a dozen roses. For the V-day haters who argue that it’s just a stupid hallmark holiday marked by consumerism, back off with the cynicism- every holiday has it’s share of consumeristic elements, if you haven’t noticed, that’s just the society we live in. What is so wrong with purchasing a card or a daisy for someone to show them that you are thinking of them? We don’t display our affection for others as often as we should, so I really don’t see what’s wrong with having a day set aside to act on that appreciation. Valentine’s Day is like ____ appreciation day, but instead of being limited to customers or veterans or pancakes, it covers anything and everything that you love. Why would this be something to dislike? I’ll admit that Valentine’s Day is not my favorite holiday (sorry Christmas wins that one by a landslide) but it’s definitely up there on the list. Who doesn’t love, love? Maybe you’re not up for the mushy gushy kind, that’s fine, but don’t try and tell me you don’t love a beautiful sunny day, or a soft rainy one, don’t try and tell me you don’t appreciate a good movie, or a beautiful song, and don’t try and tell me that you don’t experience moments where you look around are simply filled with light. There are so many beautiful things that surrounds us, and February 14th is a day to appreciate that beauty for everything that it is worth. So to all the critics out there, maybe this is the year to put aside your hatred towards cupid, the color pink, and the apparent uselessness of doilies, and focus on the fact that this day was made for you to appreciate all of the beauty surrounding your life, not just in the romantic sense, but in every unlimited sense of the word.