It’s Valentine’s Day and I will write you a short message. Love is in the air and I am certain of only a few things in this crazy world I live in. First of all…God loves me in a way that embarrasses me. He’s always flirting with me and drawing me into his world. I can’t say ‘no’ to his huge strong arms and whispers of endearments . He’s driven to jealousy, He is. He doesn’t let me look at another and the secrets He lets me in on are precious. I don’t say that like a Southern Belle, even though I may be one. I say that like a soul that has been drawn by the most powerful magnet in the universe. I am attached…physically, soulishly, divinely and psychically. He has made His imprint upon me like a werewolf does when he sees the one he is attracted to for life. What am I talking about? I don’t even believe in werewolves. That’s how supernatural His love is! I cannot help myself.
Secondly, I know, that I know, my husband, Bill loves me. He looked at me tonight and said, “You’ve got all the right things.” What could I say to that? Anything else would have been a slight. A lesser complement. I smiled, took his hand and said, “You are everything I need.” I know… It wasn’t clever but it was from the heart.
The last thing I know. My children love me and my family loves me. It is an unconditional love, a love that embraces me and holds me so tight I feel like I’m wrapped in a warm blanket. Tight, like a papoose. I’m a baby that smiles and they just love me…because they do…
I love love. I’m addicted to it and I’m living within it’s soft wrappings and trappings…and as I wind myself up in it’s warmth, I am happy and content to be the object of their affections. Ahhhhhh….So warm in my blanket.
