matter whether people had someone to call their Valentine,
or not -- people were being loving. The woman who came
out of the school parking lot while I was cleaning off my car
(for an hour) carrying donuts for her children at the school,
and then hurrying back over the icy sidewalk because she
forgot the candy. The grandmother going to pick children
up from school. My husband who not only brought me flowers
and treats and card, but got my car out of six inch deep ice
encasing the wheels.
In the store I visited, people went out of their way to help me.
When we went out to our normal take-out Thai restaurant and
actually sat down, dressed up everyone was delighted and
acted like this was a big event. I guess it was. I was in a dress,
Steven wore a blazer, and we did sit down. All of the regulars
who are there when we do take-out (lately once a month) were
sweet and funny and touching. Some of them live alone, and
come to the restaurant to watch TV with friends. Very down
home. They even gave me a single rose, which I hope to give
to a neighbour tomorrow. We have got some flowers. We certainly
It was a Happy Happy Valentine's Day. In parts of North America
the day is still going, and I wish you a day of love -- love of
every kind, including loving yourself.
Happy Valentine's Day!