Happy Valentine’s Day.
I have always been a wee bit allergic to
Valentine’s Day:
–
as a child we had to make cards
for everyone in the class so what was the point?
–
As a teenager, I seemed to
never get a card from anyone that I was currently interested in, if even
vaguely and of course wouldn’t have dared send one to any of my crushes (hmmm…
maybe it was the same for them?)
–
As a young adult with no
boyfriend, it was just another day
–
As an engaged person – there was
one before the wedding and I can’t say that I remember anything about it.
–
As a married woman there were
enough other important events – I mean Christmas wasn’t that far past, and
after son number one we had just had his birthday; then there were all the
upcoming birthdays – so that it didn’t get celebrated either unless we had ski
holidays. That usually had me writing bad poetry (wonder if I will ever come
across any of those – paper hoarder that I am).
–
As a widow – well what interest
would there be?
I have been fortunate enough in my life to
have had friends and family who believed more in the Carpe Diem school of
thought; presents or cards came any old time and even birthdays quite often got
celebrated way later.
Love – and yes I know that Valentine’s Day
is supposed to be only romantic love – can’t be confined to just one day and to
celebrate it then and yet not be loving the rest of the 364 days of the year
holds no interest for me.
Also love comes in many shapes and forms
and can no more be confined to just “romantic” love than water to just lakes
and oceans: either one celebrates it in however small a way every day, or it
simply doesn’t truly exist.
So Happy Let’s-all-be-in-love-with-each-other-and-Life
Day. Let’s all be kind at least 364 days of the year: love will find a way and hearts come in all sizes, shapes and materials.
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| hand-made heart from Harmony, CA, USA |
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| Swiss coffee cream cover |
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| natural moss heart from a forest walk |
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