Symbols of Love.
I know they are not red roses, and I am aware that red roses are everybody idea of love and romance. I am also aware that this is valentines day and that red roses will be in big demand and most peoples mind will turn to love.
I have never really got involved in valentines celebrations for one reason and another. I suppose it all began at primary school when I became very aware that we were not all equal and some were much more equal than others. For some of my classmates valentines day was the most miserable day of the year.
Most people boasting, not always honestly, about the number of valentines they had got, while others having to admit they got none. Then those cruel shouts of nobody loves you.
What it all did though was to let me know that I was loved and that there were those that i in return loved. I made myself a promise very early on in life to not have a special day to tell those I loved that this was the case, every day it was important to do just that.
As the years have passed and valentines day has become more and more commercial I often wonder about the depth of love being expressed. After all is is never the quantity but the quality that counts.
Now before you stop reading and count me out a an uncaring person let me tell you a true story told to me by my daughter.
She worked in the hospital as a nurse and every day was always the same very very busy, with many people having appoints for one thing and another.