Happy Valentine’s Day

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Today is Valentine’s Day–the day for love and expressing your love to your loves. Now, I hate to quibble, but my personal opinion is that I don’t need a special day of the year to convey my love. No, for me, and I am sure, most of us, it happens throughout the year in the things that I do and the things that I say, and sometimes in what is not said.  Love is not  a once a year affair, but an every day gift borne of the heart to the ones that we love.

The modern day celebration of February 14th has become less about the expression of love through hand-made cards and small heartfelt tokens of affection, and more about mass-produced cards bought at the nearest grocery store along with the gazillion flowers grown specifically for the occasion, and lest I forget, expensive jewelry.  Preparing for Valentine’s Day has become tantamount to preparing for a rigorous exam or running a marathon.  Indeed, especially for men, there is no ecstasy, only agony in choosing the perfect gift for a partner, especially if it is a new relationship. These days it requires a Herculean effort to purchase a gift that will be received without  shock, anger, surprise (I am not referring to a ‘happy’ surprise.) or bitter disappointment.  Yes, the commercialization of Valentine’s Day has made it less a celebration of love, and more a minefield that one must walk in search of the “right” gift.  It’s little wonder why there are members of both sexes that choose to end a relationship to avoid dealing with the Valentine’s Day dilemma.

Anyway, for those of you in search of appropriate quotes for your Valentine, I’ve listed several quotes from a beautiful little book titled “You + Me,” and compiled by Dan Zadra and Kristel Wills. It is a collection of beautiful quotes concerning love.  Perhaps, one of them might assist you in expressing your love jones to that special someone.

I come 
to fetch
MY HEART
where I left it,
that is to say,
in yours.  ~Juliette Drouet

In your presence
I fell more in love with
the best of myself.
That was your gift. ~William Cummings

Sometimes
your nearness
takes my breath away.
And all the things I want to say can find no voice.
Then in silence, I can only hope,
My eyes will speak
my heart. ~Unknown

So it is with love in my heart that I wish you a very Happy Valentine’s Day. 
Blessings to you and your loves.


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Birthday Wishes

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Happy Birthday to the Most Handsome, Wonderful, Supportive, Intelligent (I could go on and on with the superlatives, but I won’t.) husband in the universe. I love you, J. Always.
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The Long Lost Memory

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Early this morning, as I opened the Harry Potter book that I was re-reading, I discovered two pressed flowers–one a ranunculus and the other, a petite red rose. From their condition, it is obvious, that I’d placed them there some time ago. After appreciating their beauty, I began wracking my brain to recall the circumstances that led me to place these flowers in this book. When? Why?

I have purchased hundreds of flowers over the past years, and there was some reason that I pressed and saved these particular flowers. Perhaps they were especially beautiful; perhaps they held some special meaning to me. What is it? Where is it?  I can not remember. Is the memory buried so deep in my subconscious mind that I cannot easily extract it, or is it, as I fear, that the memory is gone, a long, lost memory, never to be remembered, that special meaning forever lost? Gone to rest where all lost memories go.

I was lost in thought thinking about my life and all of the things that I have done, and people that I have met, knowing that some of these memories are forever lost to me. It saddens me to know that there will come a time when my future self may forget the import and significance of any number of today’s meaningful moments. This is further punctuated by the fact that I have holding over my head, testing to determine whether my “memory issues” are due to the medications that I take for my chronic pain condition, or something much more sinister. Although the testing still scares me a bit, my faith allows me to feel somewhat positive about the outcome, whatever that may be.

The happenings of my life, big, small and seemingly insignificant, form my memories.  Those memories remind me of the trials, tribulations and circuitous routes that I have taken to become the person that I am now, as well as the person that I will become.  They comprise the sum of who I am and I don’t want to forget them. If I do, I lose bits and pieces of me. 

Over my lifetime, I have journaled intermittently, but consistently for more than ten years. Within a matter of hours, my journal has grown from one of those things that “I should do” to something that “I must do.”  It is now my historical record of the sweet, special and important memories in my life, so that in the  future, I won’t be mourning the loss of a long lost memory. It will have to do.

Blessings and peace,
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Living Your Dreams



These are photos that I took in my kitchen. Yes, I am continuing my dream to learn photography one photo at a time. My dreams never ends. What about yours? Are you living it? If not, is there one step that you can take today that will bring you one step closer to your dream? If so, there is no time like the present. We are never promised any time beyond this moment. Your dreams await you. 
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