Cupid’s Arrow Done Gone The Wrong Way But For All The Right Reasons

Tomorrow is February 14th and we all know what that means! Valentine’s Day. I’ve never been a fan of the day – not because I’m bitter toward love – but it really has a tendency to make you feel down if you don’t have a Valentine.

Last year I did have a Valentine, and I’ll admit, it was a lot of fun and a special day. We went to the Atlanta aquarium and snuck in a flask of wine and hid under fish tanks to take a sip. It was lighthearted and a cool day.

But this year, I am not going to feel sad that I don’t have a Valentine because in all honesty, I don’t really want one. Or maybe, the only Valentine I really want this year is myself! Cupid’s arrow done gone the wrong way but for all the right reasons.

So, what am I going to do tomorrow? I’ve decided to go to my first Lap Band support group. There are two support groups – one is through my Dr’s office and the other is led by Debbie, the head Bariatric nurse at Northside Hospital. I really want to see her again and give her a big hug. She was so sweet to me the day before and the day of my surgery – hearing out all my questions, concerns, fears, seeing me laugh, cry, feel like total physical crap and hopeful all at the same time.

So, I’ll let you know how it goes. I guess I shouldn’t bring in a big heart-shaped box of chocolates for the group!

I will admit, my favorite Valentine’s Day was when I was in 4th grade and we had a competition to see who could make the best Valentine “mailbox” for all the cards and candy you got from your peers. I made a cupid out of a Folgers coffee can, where the body of cupid was the coffee can and I put a head on it and a bow and arrow. And guess what? I won the contest! Man, those were totally the days!