This Valentine's Day Story Will Remind You What This Month Should Really Be About
During this month of love and on Valentine's Day, it's so easy for us to get lost in the hustle and bustle of the season. We busy ourselves with buying the perfect gift or planning the perfect date night that we somehow forget what this day, this month, and every day should truly be about—love. Not just the romantic kind of love, but our love for people and that includes strangers.
When we read this Valentine's Day post from Giulia Singson Zahar last night, we were reminded of how truly blessed we are to receive chocolates, flowers, and gifts on this special day—no matter how small or big they may be. And how that also gives us the responsibility to pass it on, not just to the people we know but even to strangers. We copied her post below which you can originally read over here.
This is my Valentine's post.
I saw this man, a Wilcon salesman in particular, standing behind a flower counter trying to survey the most affordable flowers for his budget. The lady offered him four wilted roses, which she priced at P100. He looked at them for a little more as if wondering whether his pocket would make the purchase. That happened for a good three more minutes until he finally decided to take the offer. The lady behind the counter, wrapped the wilted roses and served him last. He waited patiently.
At this point, so much emotion came to me. Firstly, I was disappointed that they offered him ready-to-dispose flowers and still priced them at P100. Why couldn't he have the right to a new batch of roses? Why couldn't the owner let one customer go and forget for a moment she was trying to make another 100 bucks from wilted flowers from this customer who only tried make his other one feel special the way every guy tried today? Serving him last only stressed the fact that he was a janitor and did not merit the same respect afforded to everyone else buying in their polo shirts. I felt admiration for the guy. How many times can a man feel so low like that? Is he even used to it? Just makes me think how unequal our treatment is in society—disgusting class divisions produced by the idea that money puts us above everyone and everything else.
It was only a hundred bucks, but I saw the hesitation in him. It was all relative. For him it was 100. For others, those Valentine flowers could have been a good 4,000. But his hundred could have been for that bus ride, that jeepney ride, and one meal for the day. Just got me thinking what those who have so little would do for the people they love for jacked up over-priced flowers, another money making scheme day such as Valentine's.
It could have been Valentine's, but for me, it was one gesture of a stranger that gave me a good reminder to appreciate small deeds and simple blessings. Thing is, these stories happen every day, not just on Valentine's, we just have to open our eyes.
What's your Valentine's Day story? Share them with us in the comments or via Twitter @candymagdotcom. We always love hearing from you. :)