Somebody to Love is a wonderfully complicated song, written in 1975 by Freddy Mercury, and recorded by Queen. It's one of my favorite songs from the band. The lyric covers a great question many ask...and it asks it of God. Perfect for Valentine's Day I think..
Valentine's Day forces the issue of love, forces us to look at love in our lives and sometimes does so with a sort of uncomfortable pressure to root out and point at what may be missing.
Over the years I have had some Valentine's Days that were picture perfect, some that were sad truths. Others were unremarkable and some remarkable in their existence. They are what they are. When I was much younger I recall feeling inadequate should a Valentine's Day arrive with me not having a boyfriend to fuss over me. I can also recall feeling terribly conflicted for having been the object of affection for someone I had no feeling for at all.
I recall years that despite being married and having a "built in sweetheart", I wanted to skip the day altogether and not have to acknowledge the fact that other women would be having a much better day than I. I have also spent many February 14ths, drifting off to sleep, thankful for my husband and what we have in life.
On all of these occasions, all throughout my life, I have had one constant ....a wonderful capacity for love and a desire to express mine. Unabashed, unapologetic and unwavering. Nothing stops it, nothing prevents it, nothing gets in it's way. I will love regardless.
It doesn't matter in the least if I am showered with affection, nor does it matter if the day passes without an ounce of it directed toward me. That is not to say I don't want reciprocation, that is not to say I don't need it because I do need it. I need it more than I can sometimes express. What does matter, however, is that I can give and will give my own affection and love, sincerely and truthfully, independent of what may be expressed to me. I consider this a remarkable blessing.
I have never, in my life, not had somebody to love. For that I am most thankful.
Most thankful Indeed.
Happy Valentine's Day.
2 comments:
Beautiful and touching as always :)
~"darlin"
I don't think Valentines day really forces you to inspect your love.
I've turned into a grumpy old man the last few years, seeing all these special days being diluted by blatant consumerism. Up to 3rd grade, giving a valentine to everyone in class is neigh on mandatory.
As for expressing love, I have a friend who's husband has a standing order for flowers at the florists. She doesn't seem them as special. But a random bunch on a whim is special.
Taking stock of love happens when things go wrong. I think that's only human. It also happens when things go right.
Let's tackle built in sweethearts. That's always a tough equation, new relationships always have a buzz. After a decade or so there is a comfort and predictability to them. I guess that's what a seven year itch is. Is this complacency a lack of love, or a lack of novelty?
Don't fear loving. And now I'm losing focus, so I'll end.
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