Valentine's Day. Happy hearts abound everywhere. But not everything is hearts and flowers. For some, Valentine's is a mixed blessing. Like for one friend who met his partner on this day twenty years ago AND for whom this is the last of the "firsts" following the loss of that same partner. I know at least three people who are experiencing the same "first".
And then their are those who, like myself, know he or she is loved, in some cases, by many folk, but who have not had a romantic sort of love in many years. In fact, there are those who may never have experienced that type of love. And even still, there are those loving folks I know who celebrate their singleness. Free to do whatever they want, whenever they want and not feeling obliged to ask anyone how their day was when they come home.
Me, I have love in my life. I have friends and family with whom I share life and history. I have my little animal companions who love me...and I them...unconditionally. There are many types of love. And I guess that is what Valentine's Day has evolved into...a celebration of all kinds of love.
And that is a good thing in many ways. But it does give one pause to remember those who might not be feeling the love today. Hearts and flowers are nice. But the genuine sharing, caring and concern that comes with being in communion with others is what Love is all about.