So, I have somewhat successfully made it now 40 whole days date free. haha. Sounds like not very much when I look at it like that.. but it really is. I can't say I have fully behaved the entire 40 days (Common we single ladies/men all have a little black book.. and if we don't we surely haven't been living life to its fullest) , but hey.. I'm only human. Its hard sometimes when your lonely, and the little black book is like online shopping with 24 hours delivery service.. haha wow.. Either way I am still happily relationship free and feeling better than ever!
So, as you can tell by the title of this blog, i wanted to reflect a little on the most wonderful day for those in relationships, and potentially the most dreaded for those who are not... Valentines. Ah, lovely little red holiday. I can't say I hated it this year or any year really.. i try my hardest not to celebrate it to be honest. But still. there was that little part of me that felt the slight twinge of disappointment as the day neared.
Im not sure why we need to have holidays like this... actually retract that, i do understand when I'm in a relationship why.. its a GREAT opportunity for the unromantic men in the world to throw the romance bliss our way.. But then its over, romance dead and life back to normal... how utterly depressing.
Below is a little snip it from Wikipedia on the true reason for Valentines
"St. Valentine's Day began as a liturgical celebration of one or more early Christian saints namedValentinus. The most popular martyrology associated with Saint Valentine was that he was imprisoned for performing weddings for soldiers who were forbidden to marry and for ministering to Christians, who were persecuted under the Roman Empire; during his imprisonment, he is said to have healed the daughter of his jailer Asterius. Legend states that before his execution he wrote her a letter "from your Valentine" as a farewell"
I am unsure why it hadn't dawned on me until now to google this. How romantic.. soldier marrying secretly, valentines farewell letters.. If only the world really operated this way.. oh wait, it does.
When my sister first met her husband I was in my late teens. I remember he use to tree plant away and would be gone several months at a time. To keep the flame alight he would actually hand write her REAL letters. I use to roll over with disgust at how corny i thought this gesture was. I mean, the man wrote her a letter, Every, SINGLE day that he was away from here for the 2 summers in a row he was gone. He was very old school, he courted her. Looking back on this i find it truly amazing that someone, even this man would do something so simple, yet so profound. (And we all sit and wonder why they have such a strong marriage now and the rest of us don't..) He declared his commitment to her every day, block by block solidifying the stones that would one day build the now Solid foundation they happily rest upon.
I feel sometimes like Chivalry and simple romantic gestures such as the above, are being lost... lost to lack of time, lack of "quality time, lack of love, increased stress, and maybe a overall lack of trying in relationships. We have entered a day and age of what i like to call the "convenience" if its not easy, and its not convenient and it takes even small amounts of effort, we don't do it... This even applies to relationships.. and we wonder why divorce is so high.
I couldn't even imagine another human being writing me a hand written letter. E-mail is so readily available, text.. hell we barely even call people anymore. Imagine a real letter. A letter that identifies through the stroke of the pen, depth of the ink, twist of the words ones true feelings, ones words, once voice.. really, written words. The idea of holding the latter between my fingers, smelling it, breathing in its inky earthiness..(I am old at heart for sure ) The very idea sends tingles up my arms.
I think this may be the only way i would consider dating someone (yet another crazy rule) after this 500 days is up. I want to be courted, and i want letters. I want someone who actually has something meaningful enough to say that they put the effort into written words, into walking to the mail box, into sending the letter and maybe just... getting a little excited that there could be a potential response. That's romantic.
So for anyone out there reading this, i implore you to give it a shot.. Write a letter to someone you care about, signed, sealed and delivered. I think you would be amazed at what a simple gesture, like real, written words could do to someone you love, or someone who secretly loves you.
In keeping with the traditions of my previous blogs and my overall self discovery. I wrote a poem for Valentines. I wrote it for a special person... hopefully one day this poem will become that person when I'm ready and my cup will runnith over.
Rosso
I enjoy breathing you in, your full bodied aroma engulfing my senses
The excitement builds as I catch your scent, a perfume of a deep and bold nature.
Your smoothness sits lingering on my lips, even now, as I drink you in
An unexpected blend, you fell upon me, and I delicately and deliciously unwrapped you.
Your varietal is of a nature I have never known, dark and multi layered.
As you float over my being, my temperature rises , penetrating me to the core
With fierce expectation I come back to you, for I desire you, to the very last drop
I dare not tamper with nor change you, as you are a spirit, of which I will always want more.
Until next time...
Jenny
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