This Valentine’s Day, I’m Not in a Hurry

Valentine’s Day has a way of making people feel like they’re running out of time. Like love is a race, and if you’re not holding hands with someone by February 14th, you’re somehow behind. Society whispers that by now, I should be planning romantic dinners, posting couple pictures, or at least entertaining the idea of settling down.

But I’m not in a hurry. Love isn’t about rushing to check off milestones. It’s not about finding someone just to fit a timeline or filling a space just because it’s empty. I’d rather wait for something real than force something that isn’t meant for me. I want love that’s steady, not rushed. A connection built on understanding, not pressure. A relationship where I don’t have to shrink myself or rush past the beautiful process of getting to know someone. If that takes time, so be it.

So, this Valentine’s Day, I’m celebrating in my own way—without pressure, without comparison, and without the need to be anywhere other than exactly where I am. Because love, when it’s right, won’t be something I have to chase.

It will arrive, in its own time. And I’ll be ready.