By Emily, age 22, California
Sweet Designs Featured Writer
As a newly settled girl (six months, as of New Year's Eve), I started feeling these mushy feelings I'd never experienced before, which I've since found out some people call love. Soon afterward, I started having some even weirder feelings - romance.
Now don't get me wrong - at first, these feelings were shocking and sometimes horrifying. Me, the girl who would never commit, wants to be romantic?! I just assumed it was a fever of some sort. Then I began to embrace it and nurture it. Soon enough, the feelings turned into impulses, and the impulses turned into actions, and all of the sudden I find myself in the aisle of a supermarket wondering if I should make chocolate covered cherries.
As these feelings began to settle in my mind, I started to notice that I may want to act on my impulses more often. Like, a lot even. Part of me still thinks it's a fever, but who knows? Maybe that boyfriend of mine softened up this stone heart of mine.
This all brings me back to my original point. Why is it okay to be romantic just one day of the year? Why don't we embrace the inner romantic in ourselves and let it shine? Why not, instead of having one romantic date a year, we just have a romantic, good behavior type evening whenever the mood strikes? Why do we need to save it all up for crappy Hallmark cards, overpriced chocolates, and red roses?
So go on and embrace your inner romantic because I know you want to. We both know it's not just a fever. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone.