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Hold fast to dreams
for if dreams die
life is a broken winged bird
that cannot fly
Langston Hughes (American Writer, Poet and Essayist, 1902-1967)
Valentine’s Day exists so couples won’t forget that once upon a time, they dreamed of loving well . . . forever.
Once a year we mark a time to remember that, back when our love was new, we had a dream of making that love not just last, but grow - of growing not older but more and more intimate with the ripening of years. Valentine’s Day exists to hold out hope that we may have that dream, despite it all.
Despite the daily routines that run us ragged and the tasks on to-do lists that never get completed, we remember once a year there was a time when the only item on the list that mattered was who we were with. We recall a simple equation which contained all there was of matter, energy, and the speed of light: you + me = we!
Despite the constant overload of parenting - the din of young feet on stairs taken three at a time, abrasive music turned up way too loud, school, sports, clothes and dishes to wash - just one day a year we set time aside to remember we were lovers first.
Despite the frantic pace of life, one day a year we celebrate love. We hope again to laugh with reckless delight and pluck romance out of the thorny hedge of daily business. Valentine’s Day reminds us the dream is still alive despite the daily routine that threatens to keep it underground.
It is our reminder to each other that, despite it all, we loved each other once, and love each other still, and hope to love each other well once more, sometime soon.
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