For a Short Month, February is rather busy (standard:humor, 900 words)
Author: Godspenman	Added: Feb 20 2016	Views/Reads: 2099/1524	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Every season has a purpose, finding that purpose is one of the great challenges of life. Celebration is a time to think about where you are and how far you have come and who shared the journey with you.

Usually, I am not one to get all excited about holidays. At my age, I do
not need the confusion and these holidays take more away than they 
actually give, if you want my honest opinion. Even my birthday is 
something I am not too excited about anymore. 

I did not realize that February, which is the shortest month of the
year, had more holidays than just about any other month. There is a 
holiday to celebrate every day of the month; from Groundhog Day to 
Valentine's Day to President's day. It is hard to keep them apart. Sad 
is the husband who confuses Valentine's Day with Groundhog Day. 

I could understand how someone might confuse President's Day with Ground
Hog Day. The confusion is obvious. What if after the next presidential 
election Punxsutawney Phil was elected president by mistake. Or, would 
it be a mistake? I have to think about that a little more. Instead of, 
"You're fired!" we would hear, "Six more months of winter!" I am 
leaning towards the latter. 

Did you know that there is a “Tooth Ache Day” in February? Seriously?
What a toothache has to do with February is simply beyond me. Don't ask 
me what it is or what they are celebrating. Maybe it has something to 
do with the Tooth Fairy. It makes my tooth ache just thinking about it. 


All this confusion of holidays has had a negative effect upon me but the
one holiday I cannot afford to overlook is Valentine's Day. If I give 
attention to some of these other nonsensical holidays, it might 
compromise my ability to remember Valentine's Day. You know what would 
happen if for some reason I forgot Valentine's Day? 

Or, if I got my February cards mixed up and gave her a Groundhog Day
card on Valentine's Day. At that point, I would have to say to 
Punxsutawney Phil, “Move over I'm coming in. And forget about six more 
weeks of winter.” 

I have often wondered why we celebrate something as romantic as
Valentine's Day in the shortest month of the year. If it was up to me, 
and it certainly is not, I would make Valentine's Day the only holiday 
to celebrate in February. After all, it's enough to celebrate during 
the month. 

Also, if it was up to me, and it isn't, I would have only one holiday
per month. Maybe every year rotate the monthly holiday but have only 
one holiday for that month. That, to me, would make more sense. 

Maybe even a better plan would be, each month everybody gets to choose
the holiday they want to celebrate. Instead of a holiday every day, 
have one holiday and whatever you want to celebrate on that day, go to 
it my man. 

What difference does it make what I celebrate? 

Feeling a little confident about this idea, I presented it to the
Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage. I thought she would enjoy some 
novel idea from me. Boy, was I surprised. 

“What do you mean,” she said sarcastically, “only one holiday per
month?” 

By the tone of her voice, I knew anything I accomplished on Valentine's
Day, including that box of chocolate covered cherries, was completely 
void for the coming year. Somewhere, according to her, I had crossed 
the line. 

What line I crossed I am not quite sure yet. All I know is, I crossed
the line and now I was in deep manure. A place I have been in before, 
but you never really get accustom to it. 

“Don't you know celebrating holidays is an important part of our
culture? It's what brings a lot of people, especially families 
together.” 

Well, I guess I had not thought of it that way. I was just thinking of
the inconvenience and the nonsensicality of it all. All the different 
holiday cards, the gifts and the banks being closed. Oh yes, I believe 


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