I wanted to post a picture of the lovely flowers I got for Valentine's Day. My beau sent them to me. Lovely red roses, red carnations, white flowers with small blooms smelling of cloves, and pinkish purplish star lilies. They arrived on Wednesday in a purple vase. They are beautiful and full of variety and texture just like I would choose for myself.

I'm not one to believe Valentine's day requires grand gestures or expensive gifts. I'm perfectly happy with a card. For years I've sent cards to my dear friends and family. I've always thought that love should encircle more than just the romantic aspects of one's world. Love, after all, comes in many forms. It has been the steadfast love of friends and family that have seen me through all my ups and downs.

People have come and gone from my life, but I am and have been blessed to share time with some wonderful people.

I won't be one of those women who say "oh, flowers just die, and they are too expensive." While those things are true, I love them just the same. I love that he loves me enough to show the world. I love that everyone came over to my desk to see and smell them. I love the bit of brightness in the dull of winter. I suppose I just love love.