Happy(?) Singles Awareness Day!

I forgot it was Valentine's Day today, actually, which is quite a feat considering how much card, flower, chocolate and jewelry companies spend to ensure such a thing would never happen. It wasn't until I was at the grocery store on my way home from work that I really started feeling sorry for myself. I saw cute guy after cute guy in the check out line with roses, while all I had in my cart were some vegetables I begrudgingly threw into my cart after I thought about all the chocolate I'd probably be eating, two chicken breasts (both for me...), and a frozen pizza that was on the menu for my romantic evening alone. Great. I probably glared at everyone who looked even remotely happy on my way to the door, trudged through the pouring rain, and didn't even get to the first stop light before I felt my eyes welling up.

Now, I'm not one to feel sorry for myself, especially not on a stupid holiday like Valentine's Day. But given recent events with the state of my job plus the thought of going home to an empty house eating a "healthy" frozen pizza (alone) on the single day dedicated to love put me over the edge. I sniffled through a few more stop lights before my brain did a 180.

I am damn LUCKY. I have been blessed in so many ways, and have a lot of people who love me. I have loving, supportive friends and family, a warm place to sleep, plenty of food, my physical and mental health, and means to provide for myself - not to mention numerous luxuries I take for granted that the majority of the world will never know.

After I started counting, I began to feel a little guilty for the "poor me" moment. No, I don't have someone to go home to or the security of knowing what my next career move is, but I do have a hell of a lot of other things - most importantly, a lot of love in my life.