We’ve all seen the Hallmark cards, the roses lined up in stores, and the overcrowded restaurants. Valentine’s day is a commercialized (some would say) day to celebrate love. I, personally, have never really felt a grand need to go to a fancy restaurant for Valentine’s day. At times, I even felt it was a bit cheesy to be seen dining out on Valentine’s day. I suppose that’s the slightly jades part of me.
Then, there is the sentimental part of me. Some people say that Valentine’s Day is also a day to grieve the losses of loved ones. To have loved and lost. It can be beautiful, sad, and meaningful. Does Hallmark have a card for that type of sentimentality?
I spent this Valentine’s day alone, looking at photos. Planning a service slideshow of past remembrances.
However, I did find this gem of a photograph from many years ago of my baby boy.
He was all smiles wishing me a happy valentines day. How could I not cheer up?
Here’s to the beauty of love in its many forms and timelines.
Categories: Culture, current events, death, identity, mental health, Psychology, society
psychologistmimi 
Our children can be so amazing. My son was the first person to send me roses. After he got his first job, while still in high school, he had a dozen roses delivered to me at my work place on Mother’s Day. I dried one, and still have it to this day.
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That’s so beautiful!
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He’s a beautiful son.
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A wonderful find on this day. I’m glad you found something to cheer you a bit.
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Thank you! Cheers
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Ah Yes Dear Miriam The Sadness of Grief
Of Those Passing Out of Our Earthly Worlds
And Those We Love So Much to Celebrate Still
With Us A Day For Reflection And Celebration Both
On Valentine’s Day For Real and Of Course my Mother
Going to Her Death Bed Rather Unexpected For 8 Days Without
Food or Drink Starting on Valentine’s Day of 2017 Does Bring Both
Sides of the Coin to
Do Reflecting on the
Gift of Love That Still
Breathes After the Deafening
Silence of my Mother’s Last Breath
A Day After Our Wedding Anniversary
on February 21st Just So Happens to Be
‘Fat Tuesday’ This Year Yet Again to Remember
The Deafening Silence of After my Mother’s Last
Breath and That Gift of Unconditional Love From Her
Still Breathing me Each and Every Day to Give Share
Care and Heal to The Best of an Olympic Style Effort
in All i Do Each Day
A Tribute to the
Gift of Unconditional
Love She Gifted me And
Also of Course Our Only Child
And Son Born 2 Days Before my
Birthday on June the 6th Reminding
me One More Day How Blessed i am too Still Newly Now
For One Who Lived and Died Without Even a Chance
Then to Smile at All at 51 Days in my Arms Taking
A Last Heart Beat Then Never Able to Breathe at All
Where Actually the Last Heart Beat A Blessing Mercy
Away From A Short Yet Very Long Life Each Day in Only Pain
Indeed Life is All About Perspectives Reflections And Introspections
That All Our Experiences DarK Thru LiGHT BRinG in More Wisdom
Than Book
Learning
Will Ever Bring
SPiRiT HeART SoUL Deeper For Real..:)
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