

There’s no other day of the year as divisive as Valentine’s Day.
You either love it (and have a passion for collecting over-sized teddy bears). Or you hate it (and tend to resent anyone in a 10 metre radius holding a juicy bunch of roses).
Me? I kind of fall into the latter camp. Yes, I’m very happily married. Yes, I’m rather sickeningly in love with my partner. But I tell him about my feelings 365 days of every year. He’s got the memo.
I don’t need a special day, not linked to us in any way, to tell him that, or vice versa.
But do I tell my best girlfriends about my undying love for them over and over again? Do I share all the ways they brighten up my life and make me happy with them every day? No, not nearly enough as I should, anyway.
Which is why this year, in a nod to Parks and Recreation‘s Lesley Knope and her genius creation “Galentine’s Day”, this Valentine’s Day is going to be all about my “gals”. The friendship loves of my life.
