Love Is In The Air

Welcome February.
Please be kinder than January was.

Well friends we are going 
from -18 to the mid 50's today.
Now we are worried about flooding.
YIKES

As I show you two of my latest pillows,
I have not one, but two stories to tell.

 Valentines as a child 

attending an elementary

 private school was fun.

It was the one time we were allowed

to wear either a red or pink dress,

instead of our usual plaid dress uniform.

The other times we were allowed

to wear a different dress was

St. Patrick's Day and one day just before

Christmas.

We were allowed to take a shoe box

and using colored paper, glue and glitter,

we made our Valentine Day card holders
by adding a hole through the top of the box.

Once our boxes were decorated,

we then were then allowed to pass out our cards.

For those growing up in the 50's and 60's like me,

the cards were so sweet and cute!

For us girls it was when we knew we would

receive a card from our sweeties...

even though they did not know they were.

TE HE

Young love.

We all were naive about it at the time.

As a grown up,

we all know that true love takes work.

Trust, Friendship, Compassion

to name a few.

This next story is one that started with my first love.

Mike and I were high school sweethearts.

He went on to university to become a dentist,

I started working at a bank. 

We got engaged Christmas 1978.

December 31st as we were going to a 

New Year's Eve party,

Mike told me he was not going to live much longer.

He said he knew he was going to die soon.

I was in shock and told him he was crazy.

January 5th, 1979 

he was killed in a car accident.

I was devastated.

At his funeral a complete stranger

 came up to me.

She specifically told me that

the evening Mike died,

he came to her and told her

 that he wanted me marry Bobbie.

She came to his funeral just to tell me this.

(I thought she was crazy)

I married someone other than a Bobbie,

and divorced 17 years later.

Flash forward to January 5th, 2007.

(same day Mike died)

{was this a coincidence}

I was dating Bob at the time.

We were involved in a car accident.

A girl pulled out in front of me.

I hit her on the side.

As the air bag dust 

fell down around us

I saw Mike standing

in between my car and the truck I hit. 

He smiled at me.

Now I do believe in ghosts, and spirits.

I knew I saw Mike.

I also knew then 

who he wanted me to marry.

Bob's family calls him Bobbie.

One day I hope to reunite 

in the afterlife with Mike,

as I still do love him.

However my love now is Bob (Bobbie).

Can one person have other loves?

In my case, I know I can.

Bob knows this story about Mike.

We often say we should have met earlier...

but I believe both God and Mike

had this plan in the making for

exactly when and how it did.

Love is very important to me.

Is it to you?

Hope everyone has an awesome weekend!

Love Is In The Air Blessings To All!

Janice