“You won’t believe this! XXXXX has invited me to her party on Valentine’s Day! Isn’t that great?”
Apparently he was having a crush on someone else. A girl twice his size.
The happiness in his eyes was so sincere and genuine that like a good person, I lied to him about how thrilled I was for him. And went on to cry in the girl’s bathroom. Where in the middle of one of the best “feeling sorry for myself” moments, I also happened to hear one of our teachers pee, but the damaging effects of that are another story.
I came home and discovered cookies drizzled with chocolate that had not been there that morning. A neighbor had come by when I wasn’t looking.
Sometimes Valentine’s days turn out devastating, relatively. But sometimes the best moments come from where we least expect them. It’s like watching a soup boil. So give it some space – look the other way. And chocolate frosting always helps.