All I want for Valentine’s Day is an everything bagel with lox and cream cheese

I’ve been told that I’m missing that girly gene. The one that makes grown women lust after Louboutins and cash in their kid’s birthday check from grandma for a Louie. And when Valentine’s Day rolls around and those too cutesy, rose-petal filled commercials with doe-eyed women getting diamond necklaces clasped around their swan-like necks by adoring men dance across TV screens all I can think of is…why am I not more wistful for these things. What is it that all I really want for Valentine’s is my husband to get me an everything bagel with lox and cream cheese?

Is it that being married 12 years I am beyond the superficial, and the fact that I hardly ever wear the diamond ring and tennis bracelet he bought me- (and believe they might have been better spent funding my kid’s private school tuition) indicative of the fact that I am just a jaded old lady- for whom Hallmark holidays hold little appeal?

Or maybe it’s that I’ve simply grown up and see beyond the commercial scene elaborately constructed by set designers and actors to illicit visceral responses from women, that will tug at their heart strings and have them believing that Valentine’s Day and what your love does or doesn’t do, is a litmus test that measures the overall health of your relationship.

Sure, flowers, chocolates, diamond encrusted pendants , rings, bracelets, weekend getaways, feeding each other spoonfuls of Tiramisu- are all wonderful, but they’re just tiny bits of what constitutes a relationship, or at least what I need from a marriage.

The fact that my husband and I have lasted for 12 years, in spite of our 15-year-age gap and our very different personalities– what has held our marriage together is less about he baubles he’s bought me- and more about the fact that he’s up every morning with your kids, giving them breakfast, bringing me coffee and taking my precious Mellie dog out for a walk in the beyond frigid NYC temperatures. Oh yes and he also buys me everything bagels with lox and cream cheese. That he’s the person who I rouse from sleep at 1 am because I need to talk, or that when I feel most discouraged he’ll tell me to keep going.

Maybe having the perspective of many years of marriage under my belt and what it takes to sustain a relationship I immediately look at those gauzy, stylized commercial vignettes for Valentine’s Day and all I can think of is… if my husband remembers to buy me an everything bagel with lox and cream cheese for Valentine’s Day I’ll feel like my marriage is intact… Am I crazy or just realistic?!

Comments

  1. says

    love this! esp. the part about having a good bagel and lox. now that i am no longer a city-dweller i am stuck eating the sucky ones out here. wouldnt that be a gesture of love if my huz goes and gets me my fav from the old neighborhood.

  2. says

    Melissa – I love this post, for so many reasons. The first, and most important, is that you are true to yourself! Yeah, of course material gifts are great, but what really matters is how you feel for one another and treat your partner. This is of course, coming from a non-married person. But still, from one gal to another, I'm with ya! XO

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