Valentine’s Day Is Not About Roses (But I’ll Take Them Anyway)

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In 2014, I wrote a post about Valentine’s Day and the reason we celebrate it at all.

Not the prix fixe dinners.
Not the heart-shaped boxes.
Not the pressure.

But the man.

Saint Valentine.

A priest who believed so deeply in love and the sanctity of marriage that he defied the government of his time. When rulers decided unmarried soldiers would fight harder — because they had nothing to lose — Valentine continued to perform marriages in secret. Even from prison.

Soldiers wrote to him asking to be married.
“Dear Saint Valentine…”

Love was not convenient.
It was not commercial.
It was costly.

And he believed in it anyway.

Today, my husband gave me roses. They’re stunning — deep red against soft eucalyptus leaves. We have dinner reservations tonight at a beautiful restaurant. Yes, we participate in some of the commercial traditions.

But the most meaningful gift he gave me wasn’t the flowers.

It was a small prayer card to carry in my purse.

A prayer to Saint Valentine.

That gift stopped me.

Because it wasn’t about the holiday.
It was about us.
It was about what I do.
It was about what we believe.

For us, love is not seasonal. We have never waited for February 14th to express it. And I don’t just mean romantic love.

Everything I do — every client I serve, every book I write, every woman I help heal from heartbreak — comes back to one thing:

Love.

Healthy love.
Self-love.
Courageous love.
Committed love.

I’m currently waiting for the proof copies of the second edition of my book. Quietly working. Quietly hoping. Still serving. Still believing.

And through all of it, I remind myself: this has always been about love.

If I help one person build a healthy relationship with themselves, they may go on to love someone else well. And that love spreads. One household. One family. One child at a time.

Imagine that ripple.

What a wonderful world that could be.

So if today feels heavy…

If you’re not celebrating because of finances, disappointment, grief, or frustration with commercialization…

Let’s redirect.

Valentine’s Day was never about extravagance.

It was about a man who believed love was worth risking his freedom.

Love conquers all.

What if today you chose to believe that too?

Even quietly.

Even in small ways.

Happy Valentine’s Day.

— Collette

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