I WASN’T GOING TO POST ANYTHING today because I know many of you dislike Valentine’s Day with a red-hot passion that burns deep within your very souls.
You, my gentle readers, mentioned this in the comment section of my post, Just Curious: Tell Me, What’s Your Least Favorite Holiday?
From your comments I discerned, because I am a woman who can discern, that many people have issues with Valentine’s Day. Issues that remind me that I don’t want to step on anyone’s toes by being happy about this day. Nope, crazy lurks everywhere, causing issues until there’s medical intervention.
Which are just like time spent with a therapist but more accessible and less expensive.
Quote me, if you like.
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WHICH, OF COURSE, BRINGS ME TO the quote I’ve shared at the top of this post. It’s a quote from Tom Robbin’s novel, Even Cowgirls Get The Blues. I read this novel in college. I majored in English Literature, and this novel is an example of a subculture hippy novel, well-written, descriptive, not based in reality.
Yada, yada, yada.
So here’s the thing, the above quote is what I remember the most from the novel. As I recall the quote means that in life, love is what you use to fill the space so that there’s no emptiness.
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OR AT LEAST THAT’S WHAT I think it means, and considering how long ago I studied that novel, I want some credit for even remembering the quote… about love… on Valentine’s Day.
And with that glimpse into my addled brain I’ll end this post. You may choose to believe that I’ve wished you a Happy Valentine’s Day OR if you hate this holiday you may choose to believe I have not wished you a Happy Valentine’s Day.
As with most things, it’s all in how you look at it.