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There are many different kinds of love, but they are all very special to us. There is the love we discover late in life for living. Enjoying each day as it comes no matter how frustrating the little unimportant events irritate us for a moment. A brief thought for those who have passed on when we think of how much they would have loved the sunshine and warm weather in February.
There is the love of a parent for a child which is never ending. The years of their development may be fraught with pain. Stories are never ending about the conflict between parent and child as this makes for high drama from which tales are told.
Parents treasure the drawings of hearts and flowers their child has brought home from school to be displayed with pride on the refrigerator. They smile a secret smile remembering the time spent watching their child browse the display of greeting cards for the perfect expression of a new love for their teacher.
Valentine’s Day, at school, is a minefield of conflicting emotions for children. The terrors of getting a remembrance for someone you don’t like and not getting one from another you hope beyond endurance will notice you. I don’t know how this is handled in today’s world, but in my time it was a wise teacher who declared that one make a card for each member of the class, sort of a utilitarian card that covered all and said nothing.
Then there is the love between two people, sometimes very young and sometimes older who seek to share their lives with each other. Hundreds of poems and songs have written about this unique feeling, yet no one has ever managed to explain how it begins or for some endures while for others it doesn’t last beyond a short time. Valentine’s Day is a celebration of that eternal love that defies all attempts to explain it’s ramifications.
Cupid throws his darts, hearts are blood red, roses are ever-blooming, candy is sweet, and chocolate divine. We shower those symbols on our dearest and know the feeling is returned. Love itself is ever giving and is returned in full measure so we can enjoy the one special day when all thoughts turn to love.
So from me to you, my readers, Happy Valentine’s Day.