February 14, 2020-
It’s been quite a few years, since Valentine’s Day meant taking time for romance. The last such day was in 2011, and it was to prove the last such day,ever,-at least as far as I know now. Penny wasn’t so much connected with us, but on that day, she was home. She would have about 1 1/2 more weeks, living in the house that we struggled to keep. I got six carnations, placed them in a vase, and made sure she knew they were there. I felt her happiness, at seeing her favourite flowers. The last time I placed carnations in a vase, six months ago, it was at her grave.
The woman closest to me now is not huge on flowers in a vase. She prefers things she can plant. She is also more careful with romance, for good reason. We are the best of friends, and that works well for me. The key is always to meet such of the needs of another person, with which s(he) entrusts you. We are one another’s most fervent well-wisher, sounding board and healer.
There are many other friends in my life, as my readers know-many of you are among them, in real time. In any case, you are friends in spirit, and that has made all the difference, in times of setback and low energy. My friends are a good part of what keeps me going.
Then, there is the purpose-the driving force behind each day, for which I draw breath. Now, it is the life skills development of a young lady, who has spent her brief life working mightily to learn things which so many of us take for granted. She reminds me of my youngest brother, gone these twenty-six years. She is the primary reason for my work, from now until the third week in May.
Love is also putting stock in the Will of God-that things happen for a reason, or for several reasons, all having to do with relationships, with personal development. Some things happen, or don’t happen, according to our human, finite plans-but they always happen for reasons found in the Cosmos. I had planned to visit a friend, whose husband is seriously ill, at an event in her business, this evening. Instead, whilst I was driving to an earlier event, a tire blew and I made it to said earlier event-barely.
Friends there helped me, and thanks to the AAA, my car is at the regular mechanic’s shop. Tomorrow morning will thus be spent with the mechanic and getting the two new tires I seem to need. The tax returns will wait until next week. I will stop at the other friend’s business, tomorrow afternoon. I’ve learned to see even mishaps as blessings.
Love means putting energy into the betterment of those around you, as well as taking care of self.