"Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies." -- Aristotle


     It's Valentine's Day!  Ok fine, today is a very conventional holiday and you should tell your loved one's that you appreciate them everyday.  But when I was in school, I watched other girls get stuffed toys and red and pink carnations, I was always slightly jealous and wished someone would give me a cutesy gift on February 14th.

     Last year I was the first year that I ever got anything for Valentine's Day.  My Honey gave me some flowers and a balloon.  It was cute and I was appreciative of my gifts.  I made him a Valentine card.  Since he is conservative politically, I found a little elephant picture with hearts all around him, I colored the picture and I pasted it on red and pink construction paper.  I liked the way it turned out and I vowed that I would always make him a  Valentine on the 14th of February. 

     And today is the day!  But unfortunately I have no supplies at home to make him a Valentine.  I had every intention to make him one at work, where construction paper, glue and markers are plentiful.  There was a nor'easter which brought 19 inches of snow to the area, so I haven't been to work in two days.  So I turned to  my other creative outlet to express my love:  writing.  I will share some excerpts from my personal journal.

March 17, 2010

"I don't believe in forced relationships, don't force me in a relationship I don't want to be in."
(I write this after a failed attempt at a set up by my sister)


August 11, 2010

"The sexual tension can be  cut with a knife, the flirting is strong."
  (This is the first mention of my sweetheart in my writings)


October 17, 2010

"My greatest fear -- that I will end up alone, never experiencing love."

December 25, 2010

"I want...somebody that truly cares about me, that makes me laugh, that I can respect..."
(Little did I know, I already knew him!)

May 31, 2011

"I love the way he lights up when he's passionate about something.  His eyes get so wide and he smiles so big.  I like his dimples, they add to his charm and his boyish good looks.  I love when he teases me.  I love the fact that we can talk yet have comfortable silence.  I love the fact that he thinks he knows me so well, yet I don't even know myself sometimes."
(I wrote this on the night that I realized I was in love with him)

October 23, 2011

"I'm not proud of what I did last night, but I don't feel guilty about it either." 
(That was an interesting night, AKA tee-shirt night, we had a little too much to drink that night, and I tried to "make a move" but to no avail.)


November 4, 2011

"I hate love, especially love that may never come to be.  I didn't mean for it to happen, unfortunately it did.  I love him, I am in love with him." 

October 3, 2012

My heart belongs to him.

November 1, 2012

"I think we may have reached a new level in our relationship...but one thing is for sure, I can't imagine my life without him."
(We were starting to take things seriously by this time.)

October 9, 2013

"Still very much in love with him."


I don't journal a lot anymore.  That entry from October 9, 2013 was my last journal entry.  Journaling use to be an outlet for me, a way to let out my frustrations.  I'm not frustrated anymore.  My boyfriend  is my outlet, he is my best friend, the one I tell my problems and the one I share my hopes and dreams with.  But what I wrote that day in October continues to hold true, I am still very much in love with him.