Same Day ... Different Year

Today, is my sister Linda's birthday. Last year I was able to list the 63 reasons why I love her. I just re-read that post and have to say it pretty well sums up all the reasons she is so special to me. If I had to pick just one more item to add to the list, I'd have to say that when it comes to a home painting project she has got to be the most patient person I know. That's a story she'd have to tell herself. But suffice it to say, if you mention paint to her, she might see any number of colors, the most pedominant, however, would have to be red! I'm hoping that the birthday gift her sweetie gives her this year has to do with a completed project and a free pass when it comes to going to the Lowe's paint department any time in the near future!

Today is also St. Valentine's Day. To others in the world it is a day to talk of love. Good love and being it or bad love and not being in it. Hopeful love and wishing on a star for it or lasting love and not knowing what life would be without it. Ahh, love ... the good, the bad and the ugly!

In her book Sonnets from the Portuguese, Elizabeth Barrett Browning wrote a poem about the number of ways she loved her husband. Not being a poet I don't think I could improve much on her list. However, I think I should try to tell my sweetie how much I love him, so here goes ...

Jack is:
1. The ying to my yang; the bow to my wow - he completes me.
2. The SPF in my sun tan lotion; the floride in my toothpaste - he protects me.
3. The powerball number on my lottery ticket - he is not afraid to take a risk when it comes to love.
4. The fortune in my cookie - he is full of surprises.
5. The ice in my tea; the cream in my coffee - he cools me off.
6. The sour cream and chives on my baked potato; the marshmallows in my cocoa - he enriches me.
7. The bubbles in my bath - he keeps me relaxed.
8. The pepperoni and sausage on my pizza - he adds spice to my life
9. The cotton batting in my quilt - he comforts me.
10. The tylenol in my medicine cabinet - he takes away my pain.
11. The see to my saw - he keeps me balanced.
12. The rose in my garden - he adds color to my world.
13. The tide coming in and the tide going out - he is faithful.
14. The clown in my circus - he makes me laugh.
15. The sun coming up in the East and the setting in the West - I can count on him.
16. The lyrics to my song - he makes me want to sing.
17. The amen to my prayer.

In other words, "I love thee with the breath, smiles, tears, of all my life ..." *

Wishing you all the same kind of love,
Merry Me

* Elizabeth Barrett Browning, "How Do I Love Thee"

Comments

Anti Jen said…
I am totally not sharing this post with my hubby. The most romantic thing I did for Valentine's Day was clean the house. A little. My guy is also my old faithful and deserves a beautiful tribute such as this. Too bad I have not taken the time to be so thoughtful as to put my feelings into words. Great entry. Made me warm and fuzzy inside.
February 14, 2008 at 10:46 PM
Anonymous said…
What a wonderful thing to know your sweet Mom is so in love and so loved.

~w
February 15, 2008 at 2:05 AM
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