Today I am not wearing matching socks. One is red; the other purple. I am sitting in the middle of London, in the arctic conditions of the park bench, under 4 layers of clothing. I am having a watery version of oolong tea, and crunching on some wafers. My gaze is fixed on the shop window across me, its heart laid bare in the middle of the window, the date of death/birth spread across it with red numbers: 14/02/2012.
I have already bought the card and gift for my partner. I wrapped them in my signature way, with more Sellotape than paper, and enough swear words in the process to make a sailor blush.
However, in my bag there are two cards; one for my partner; the other one for you.
You see, 6 months ago, I was sitting on a park bench, just like I am now, aware of a storm inside me, behind my chest, on the back of my eyes, looking for a release. I had so many ideas, so much suppressed creativity, so much space occupied by dreams. I went in my favourite Costa Cafe, and sat on the table facing the window. I felt incomplete, and was looking for something. That something; that magnificent something. The blog was born, I uploaded the first post, and exhaled a breath I had not realised I was holding in.
Since then, I have met some amazing people that have read my ramblings, that have commented and liked and followed and reblogged and retweeted and embraced and loved and hated and agreed and argued and contributed and opened my eyes and held my hand and made me stronger and left me wiser and put a smile on my lips and a tear in my eyes and have touched my life in ways I can not begin to describe.
To all of these people, I am writing this Valentine’s card. As a sign of deep love. Thank you so much for taking the time out of your life to focus on your screen long enough to read what I write. Thank you.
I hope you are all having a nice day; I hope you will get out there, choose a card and write some words of love; type small whispers of appreciation to a person that changed your life; smile to someone on the way to the bus stop.
Love is too big to fit in just one day; celebrate it everyday. Celebrate the everyday.
Love you all,