
It’s February – “The Month of Love”. I’m still getting used to that idea. I don’t know how long it has been since February completely turned the keys over to Cupid, but I don’t remember that being the case while I was growing up in the 70’s and 80’s, when it was generally accepted that love had taken February 14th hostage, but that was it, and I would gladly have mounted an offensive to take it back.
I remember as a kid dreading Valentine’s day to a degree. I was not a person who spent much time with the opposite gender as a boy, aside from my 4 sister’s and my mother, so the days leading up to Valentine’s Day were infused with moments of angst, excessive perspiration and the opposing hopes that God would both spare me the intense embarrassment of receiving a valentine and also, that I would not be the only person NOT to receive one if they were to be distributed in my presence
Well, turns out the Almighty faithfully honored my requests, at least that’s the way I remember it, but I also don’t think it was very common for girls to give boys valentine’s back then, and if it was, I was not targeted with any regularity and as such was given a reprieve.
Now, skipping forward a few more decades than I had to spare, I’ve celebrated quite a few Valentine’s Days. married Valentine’s Days, divorced Valentine’s Day’s, “Figuring it Out” Valentine’s Days, etc, and with each passing year I am still learning exactly what love is and what it isn’t.
In honor of the “Month of Love” Jess, Siri, Google and I sat down recently to discuss what love means to each of us and had some fun as we shared our perspectives on the emotion that moves mountains, breaks hearts and transcends time.
You can check out that conversation here

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