I know what everyone says about Valentine’s Day. It’s overly commercial, it’s meaningless, it’s just another marketing ploy to pressure people into spending money, etc.
But in the world we live in, nice things like love are in short supply. Life can be hard. Sometimes it hurts. Terrible people do terrible things to innocent people. Innocent people do terrible things to themselves.
I think love is exactly what we need, now more than ever. And I don’t think there is such a thing as too much love. I say bring on the kitsch heart-shaped balloons! Festoon the streets with pink streamers! Let those heaux eat cake! I love Valentine’s Day because, behind all the garish cards and overpriced roses, it’s really just an annual reminder to love one another.
And what did Whitney say was the greatest love of all? That’s right. It’s the love inside of me. Self-love is empowering and life affirming. Never forget that you are precious. You are fearfully and wonderfully made. Like Auntie Ru Paul said, “If you can’t love yourself, how in the hell are you gonna love somebody else?”
Tell someone you love them today.
And then please do me a favour? Tell yourself too.
With all my love,