Valentine’s Day when you were a kid could be exciting, heartbreaking or full of humor. Kids don’t often share openly about how they feel about a playmate or friend, so it was the one day a year when they could take a chance, risk it all and declare it with a tiny card. When you brought home that cellophane covered box of cards, you sorted through and spent time picking just the right one for each classmate, the teacher, and even staff at your school. At the end of the school day, it was fun to bring all the ones you received in return, home and go through them again. Those were also the times when no matter how badly you may have behaved, your parents would give you candy hearts and maybe some chocolate. You felt special, and of course cared for. Those were early lessons in friendship and love. Mostly by the next day all the mushiness was over and done with.
As an adult I have to admit that I am not over the moon as much anymore with the designation of a single day for such shenanigans. Wisdom accumulates slowly, and at this stage of my life I have learned not to worry about one designated day of love determining how I feel about the people in my life, or how they feel about me. The feeling love generates accumulates when you are in a good relationship and in friendships – in the everyday caring, and efforts made to show that one is thought of in tiny tidbits of time throughout a day, week and month. It is a feeling such that when the day of romance arrives, you are already content in knowing that you truly matter.
I hope my dear readers, that you know you matter. And that love can take many forms. I hope you always experience and know joy, friendship and the many varied kinds of love you can have in your life – love of family, nature, humanity, your pets, art, music and more. That you feel contentment in those loves every day.
Thank you for coming by, and Happy Valentine’s Day no matter how you celebrate! Next it is back to design. laters, charisse
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Such a beautiful blog! I have such fond memories of Valentines day in grade school. It was so much fun to wrap a shoebox in brown paper, decorate it, cut a hole in the lid, and take it to school to collect those tiny valentines cards. Several years ago I purchased a few antique valentines from an antique store in Raleigh, North Carolina. They had addresses on them as well as sentiments friends had written to others. I love antique greeting cards and postcards! There is always a treasure of words inside. The pictures on the cards are adorable!
Thank you for bringing back sweet memories, Charisse! It makes this 62 year old feel like a child again. Your photos are just lovely!
This year I gave cards and chocolates to a few unsuspecting coworkers who needed a boost of joy. Working in the operating room is stressful for us and these gestures of love gave me a boost as well 😃😃.
Now I want a cupcake 😃
(I do so love that word)
A Very Happy Valentines Day to you and Kbj and all of the precious canines! ❤️🌹🥂
I so appreciate you!!!
Thank you Victoria. What a nice thing to do for your co-workers! Chocolates always helps, and especially on an operating room environment. Finding antique V-day cards can sure bring a person back to a different time. Makes you wonder about the people who received them, doesn’t it? charisse