You meet a lot of lovely people on the interwebs. One I met recently is writer Terri Giuliano Long, who is this year, hosting a fun blog hop to celebrate Valentine’s Day.
I signed up to join the hop a while ago, not knowing quite what I’d write about. The prompt was to talk about our favourite romantic reads. Should be easy, I thought. I have plenty of those. But that was my undoing. I thought of too many!
So then I decided to think outside of books. And I remembered that, much as I love a romantic story, my favourite kind of romantic read isn’t printed inside the covers of a book, but by hand on a piece of paper:
Once they were common but are they a lost art in this electronic age? I hope not. What can compare to sneaking away somewhere private to read, over and over again, someone express their love for you? It’s a special kind of bliss.
Maybe this Valentine’s day, instead of buying flowers or chocolates or going out, we should take the time to put down in words how wonderful life is ’cause our beloved is in the world. (With apologies to Elton John. 😉 )
To get you in the mood, here’s one I prepared earlier, in response to a similar prompt on the RWA blog, for my Valentine:
“Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate…”
But no, that won’t do. Summer in Australia is an uncomfortable and, lately, a frightening thing. To be called ‘more temperate’ than that is not much of a compliment!
In any case, thou art not. Thou art moody and can be difficult and in some things I fear we will never understand each other. You are passionate about things that matter and lots of things matter. When things bother you, you can’t sleep and make remarks about my snoring (as if you don’t!).
But you are also gloriously silly and make me laugh. You accept me the way I am and encourage me to be all I can be. You try to understand, even when I make no sense to you at all. You are loyal in a way that staggers and humbles me. And when you can’t sleep, you do housework!
To be without you would be much worse than being without summer. Compare it, rather, to being without oxygen.
But no, even that isn’t entirely true. Without oxygen, I would die. Without you, I would live, but it would be a life bereft. To live without you would be like living without light; without laughter; without stories.
You are truly my other, and frequently better, half.
I can’t write poetry and bless you, you wouldn’t appreciate it if I did. So I can’t immortalize you in verse. But I can do this and this little I shall do because it is only a fraction of what you deserve. So, with apologies to the Bard:
“So long as this blog shall last and eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives honour to thee”
I hope you liked it.
If you’re inspired, share your inspiration in the comments! Inspire ME with your words of love and there may even be a prize…
And if you need some more inspiration why not visit the rest of the lovely writers in the blog hop? You can find their links HERE. Some of them are taking part in a giveaway, so there’s another chance for a prize!
Whether you are spending this day with your partner, or taking the opportunity to approach a potential partner, or just rejoicing in loving yourself as you deserve, I wish you a wonderful Valentine’s Day!