I was caught completely off guard as the children gave me individual bouquets of Valentine's Day flowers last night. Very simple & eloquent. I was incredibly, giggly & nicely surprised.
Moving forward. This morning, as I was driving Kaelin into school, I stumbled on an oldies station. In magna voce, I began serenading my unfortunate daughter with my mellifluously croaky tones, going word for word with, heaven help me, Olivia Newton-John singing "Hopelessly devoted to you". I never ever realized I knew all the lyrics. Olivia Neutron-Bomb, as we used to call her. Somewhere in the middle of the chorus, right there along side Nat King Cole (what's with the names in triplicate?) ... the flood gates burst open & by the time we got to ".... the only thing, you'll ever learn, is to love & be loved in return ... " I was done.
Kaels shut the radio off. "Why do you listen to this stuff?"
Flub, flub. "I don't know."
That was that.
As I sat, waiting to give a friend a ride to the gym, I looked up in the sun-emerging sky. There, flying above the trees, trailing a long, red ribbon, a shiny, ruby red heart-shaped balloon was travelling quickly in the brisk breeze.
My spirit Valentine send me my special Valentine's Day sign ... always in the sky ...
My evening reflection made me happy. Love is all over the radio, tv, newspaper, online, FB. It's all good.
Love is love is love is love ... I love our children, my parents, my dear, dear friends, my life ...
So what is my idea of a nice Valentine's evening?
Special tea in bed, of course!
I love my tea!
My tea loves me!