As women, we tend to look forward to the special days... anniversaries, birthdays and even Valentine’s Day.
We take the slightest opportunity to receive gifts. It is in our nature, no offence, but it’s always unfair when such days come and go without our loved ones recognising them.
Some situations that are understandable, like maybe financial status or distance.
We can live by such excuses; we, however, feel hurt when men give out excuses like, “I celebrate Valentine’s Day with you daily.”
Seriously? We all know we celebrate and appreciate the birth of Jesus daily in our lives but we still celebrate Christmas with so much gusto that we end up broke in January. How about applying the same rule when it comes to Valentine’s? On this one day, at least make us feel appreciated.
We go the extra mile of ensuring we give our men the best on such days. We get back home from work early enough to prepare their favourite meals both on and off the dinner table. Then they show up late with the line, “Honey, but we celebrate Valentine’s daily.” How about you ensure a gift is at my door step daily then?
Some men play the dirty trick of buying their women a gift that only they will benefit from. What is the essence of buying me such a gift?
I remember being the good girlfriend one Valentine’s. I did all the house chores faithfully and even bought him something he really loved. I waited for evening to come. When he got home, he came with a well-wrapped gift in a big box.
I could see it was something heavy from the way he carried it from his car. That made me smile even more. I served him his favourite meal even though he came home past midnight.
Just the sight of the wrapped box made me drop all the venom I had planned to spit on him on his late arrival. After dinner, he wrapped his arms around me and whispered in my ear that he loved me asked me to open the wrapped box.
I cat-walked towards the huge wrapped box and started opening it, all smiles. As I fumbled with it, I tried to guess what it was. The box was too huge and I could not figure out what huge thing I had always wished to have.
Then I unwrapped the box and what I saw inside almost made me file for divorce even though we were not yet married.
Inside the box were two brand new tyres, Michelin to be specific. How were those supposed to be my Valentine’s Day gifts yet I did not even own a car? Or was he buying me a car in bits?
I got so mad, I stood there speechless hoping it was the latter only for him to murmur, “Now we won’t have to keep changing tyres when going to Naivasha for a picnic.”
You don’t buy yourself a gift in my name and expect me to jump up and down in excitement. Let us just say God delivered me from those powers of darkness, it was the last Valentine’s I celebrated with him.
So men, if you know you are in a relationship this Valentine’s, kindly do your lady the best. Put a smile on her face.