TRUE MEANING OF VALENTINES DAY-NATIVE WAY FROM THE OLD WAYS

[wolfwinds]

My meaning of Valentine's Day
From Pia Windwolf to A Very Special Person To Me...........................

I will fully admit that I fall into the category of hopeless romantics. I love nothing better than watching romantic comedies, reading silly romance stories, and thinking of how love will someday find me. One would think that with these characteristics, I would be a fan of Valentine's Day. However, that is not the case. Despite my hopeless romantic tendencies, I am a hopeless cynic when it comes to Valentine's Day.


The first Valentine's Day I ever spent with a man whom I was married to for 26 years, I didn't know what to get him, so I made a batch of his favorite cookies and silly cards and left them on his desk where he worked all those years. Later in the day, we ate the cookies together while watching a movie on his/our couch. Not the most exciting day, but we both knew we loved each other and that was all that mattered.


As a romantic, I love the idea of Valentine's Day, the idea that there is a day devoted to people who love each other and celebrating how wonderful that can be. But as a cynic, I don't find the day at all romantic or even representative of what romance is. I don't find flowers and lace and chocolate and sappy poems to be romantic. Some might, but getting a cheap stuffed teddy bear that says "Be Mine" screams insincerity to me.

True romance is not something you can buy on the shelves at WalMart. Romance is in the little things that make you smile, the tiny gestures that only mean something to you, the inside jokes that will always make you smile. Romance is part of seeing someone as a whole person, quirks and faults and all, and celebrating them for who they are.

My second Valentine's Day was spent with the same man and all the other Valentine's Days after this until 1998. Instead of buying me flowers and chocolate, that man took the time to draw me a beautiful picture and put it in a frame. very one of those years to come. It wasn't the most skilled or even the most prettiest pieces I have ever seen, but it meant more to me than all of the Dove chocolates he could have ever gotten me.


I don't think that I am the type of woman for the "romance" that is Valentine's Day. That is what makes me a cynic about the day. I don't think that type of romance will ever happen for me. I will never be serenaded or find 1000 yellow daisies in my room or come home to candles and rose petals. But, as I get older, I realize more and more that I don't want that. I am willing to trade all of the roses I may ever receive for the chance to have a true romance.

Last Valentine's Day I was alone. I went to see Win A Date With Tad Hamilton with two other single female friends. I had been single for many years now, one friend hadn't dated in at least a year, and one friend was just recently single again after having her heart broken. After the movie, we commiserated about our pathetic single states over chicken fingers at Applebee's.


Anna and I finished the night off with some cheesecake, a very expensive wine and, asked ourselves why we were alone. Despite our state, the sun still came up the next morning, and on February 15, everything was just the way it was.


I am single again this Valentine's Day. As the dreaded day approachs, I started to realize that the fake romance of February 14 was not what I wanted. But, if true romance isn't sappy poems and lace, what is it exactly?


For me, true romance is a person who I can cuddle up next to and read a good book with, who will bring in the paper on a snowy Sunday morning and look at the comics with me, who will fix my car if it breaks, hold my hand when I'm sad, love me even when I don't deserve it, and always think I'm beautiful.


I want to find the person who makes me want to be better than I am now. And that is more romantic than all of the chocolate and roses in the world. Love, Pia





PIA C. WINWOLF

[yrigollin (deleted)]

`I am not the type that expresses romance with sweet words and such. My wife struggled with that for a few years. Then she began to notice the little things,like how I will put gas in her car and wash it on sunday mornings when she sleeps. When I cook breakfast and make enough for her too, and how I make coffee every morning even though I don't drink it.

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yrigollin wrote: `I am not the type that expresses romance with sweet words and such. My wife struggled with that for a few years. Then she began to notice the little things,like how I will put gas in her car and wash it on sunday mornings when she sleeps. When I cook breakfast and make enough for her too, and how I make coffee every morning even though I don't drink it.

Now that really show love!! It is the little things that mean so much..

[jezpur]

`Agree! So wonderful! xo

[whiteowl47 (deleted)]

A lovely message from a sweet Lady.!!


Dear Pia Windwolf,

I can certainly relate to your personal values and I was very impressed
with your honesty and high sense of integrity.You are obviously a Lady
who 'walks her talk' and not tolerant of superficial triviality.

Despite my 'practical' nature, I am also a "hopeless" romantic, however I
have never had the fortune to experience such a wonderful relationship [or
even close] as you shared with your husband.

The qualities of compassion, true understanding, appreciation of all the
'little' things, mutual respect for one another, consideration... and most of
all... a loving heart....seem to be 'short lived' in modern "techno' and
'materialistic' relationships these days...[hope that last 'bit' was'nt too
cynical !]

My own daughter passed over when she was just 7 yrs old. We had a
wonderful father/daughter relationship....a close and loving bond that
helped to make me a "better me".....I will always be honoured and blessed
by her presence and inspiring role in my life.
You may find it interesting to know that of all her story books she loved me
to read to her, her 'favourite' was..."The Girl Who Loved Wild Horses" by
Paul Goble........and, not so stangely, it was the last one she wanted 'me'
to read.....a very enlightened soul was Emma, and I know she shines
brightly under the wings of Great Spirit.

I hope this present time finds you in a happy and peaceful, loving
relationship Pia......but remember, only you have the power to find the
"better me" in you......that's always the hard bit.

Love and Many Hugs,
Byron.

whiteowl47