#whatisreallyimportant

St Valentine’s Day is a birthday of my grandfather. And honestly speaking, my whole life I wasn’t happy about this fact. In my school 14th of February was a big thing, we did a lot of stuff, and usually after school I wanted to go somewhere with my friends, even though I never had a boyfriend on this day back then. Just for me it was a big day that I really loved.

But instead I had to go to my grandparents with my family to congratulate the birthday of my grandfather. As a teenager, I hated this. And when I was thinking about 14th of February the first thing in my mind was “St Valentine’s!” and then “ah, and also my grandpa’s birthday, right”.

This year it will be 4 years since he passed away.

The first thing I thought today was: “Happy birthday, grandpa. I love you. I hope you are doing well up there”. 

This day will forever be your birthday for me. 

And as I said once to one of my friends, or better to say ex-friends since I have no idea what’s been going on with this guy in the last five years: If people love each other, they don’t need a special day to celebrate it, they should celebrate it every day, because it is a gift.