The Bone and Joint Decade – now they got it right…they went for ten years in one shot.
There may be some single bitterness in my tone, but I think that Valentine’s Day is for rookies. Any couple that needs a day to commemorate their love is probably loveless (or less loved) the other 364 days of the year. I took notice of this in New York City last night as I hopped around town from a cocktail reception with other advocacy groups to a lounge with friends who were in town for the weekend. It got me thinking – the world doesn’t need a day to make couples feel special. Just as in my family, we always downplayed “Mother’s Day” on the premise that every day should be for Mother. Which it is. I say this not only because she’s reading this. And if you take that thought one step further, I wish we didn’t have these months to commemorate or highlight our diseases. Arthritis Awareness Month is in May, but what about the other eleven months? When you live with arthritis, you don’t have a bad month and eleven good months (these days it feels like the other way around). The Bone and Joint Decade – now they got it right…they went for ten years in one shot. For the record, I’m a single guy in New York City. I’ll be OK. I genuinely felt badly last night for the people (women) who were made to feel like crap because they didn’t feel loved on the night when they thought should have. Whose fault is that? It shouldn’t be theirs.