A Perfect Mistake

Sunday and the thirty-fourth Covid blog. ❤️

So, it finally snowed and the world was once again magical for a little while. There really isn’t much left now which seems such a shame with today being traditionally, a day full of romance.

Snow always feels romantic and most especially when it first falls, just before the very first step has left a trace.

Like everything, today for couples may be a very different day while for others nothing changes, or it may be a day that reminds us of change.

Some things it seems at last are beginning to flourish with kindness and seemingly growing with the times. I recently received two such emails from businesses asking if I wanted to opt out of emails for upcoming days of celebrations. So astute when there are times that remind us of loss.

I opted out of both, the second being for England’s Mother’s Day notifications and while I am happy for others, being reminded to send flowers to that one person who is no longer here is difficult and for those too whom the day brings heartbreak. So bravo, to those caring and sensitive companies that put others first before profit.

Yet again though, it feels another day lost to Covid when the world should be so full of life and love. I have a picture in my head fulled by the images of VJ Day in Times Square. A vision of people kissing and hugging and dancing in the streets, when this awful pandemic is finally over.

Of course this will be far from the truth, the world will need to be cautious for a very long time to come, as it too will need to heal.

However, the news seem to be encouraging and it looks as if we are heading in the right direction and that is something to quietly celebrate, as we hold on tight to the thought that summer may well be our salvation and a time of new beginnings.

So, in the tradition of Valentine’s Day, a love poem seemed apt. Not one of mine, for this is a far more extraordinary offering.

I read this online and it blew me away. Flora is only thirteen, the same age as Juliette when she met her Romeo.

I love that the second stanza has two letters missing, for me this typo shows that love is never ever perfect, I don’t think it’s supposed to be.

That’s how we know it’s love.

Happy Valentines Day! ❤️

Joy xxx