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[harmonyhealinghub]

Valentine's Day: Celebrating Love and Affection Shaina Tranquilino February 14, 2024

Love is in the air as Valentine's Day approaches, filling our hearts with warmth and excitement. This special day dedicated to love has been celebrated for centuries around the world, bringing couples closer and reminding everyone of the importance of affection in their lives.

Valentine's Day, observed on February 14th each year, holds a significant place in many cultures. Although its origins are somewhat mysterious, it has evolved into a day where people express their love and appreciation for one another through various gestures. From exchanging heartfelt gifts to enjoying romantic dinners or simply spending quality time together, this day offers endless opportunities to make your loved ones feel cherished.

The tradition of celebrating Valentine's Day dates back to ancient Rome when Emperor Claudius II banned marriages because he believed that single men made better soldiers. However, Saint Valentine defied this decree by secretly marrying young lovers. Eventually, Saint Valentine was caught and imprisoned but continued spreading love even from behind bars. Today, we honor his legacy by commemorating this day with joyous celebrations.

One of the most popular customs associated with Valentine's Day is sending cards or letters expressing affection towards loved ones. Known as valentines, these messages have become an essential part of the celebration. Whether it’s a simple note saying "I love you" or a heartfelt poem describing how much someone means to you, these tokens of affection never fail to bring smiles and warm hearts.

While exchanging valentines remains at the core of this day, modern celebrations have expanded beyond just romantic relationships. Friends, family members, and even pets can receive expressions of love on this special occasion. It has transformed into a beautiful opportunity for people to acknowledge all forms of love that enrich their lives.

In addition to handwritten notes or cards, gift-giving has also become customary during Valentine's Day celebrations. The traditional presents include flowers—especially roses—chocolates, and jewelry. These thoughtful gifts symbolize love, appreciation, and commitment. However, it is important to remember that the true essence of this day lies not in material possessions but in the genuine affection we show towards one another.

Valentine's Day is a chance to reflect on the importance of love and its impact on our lives. It reminds us to cherish those who hold a special place in our hearts and to express gratitude for their presence. It also serves as a reminder that love should be celebrated every day, not just on Valentine's Day.

For some people, Valentine's Day can bring about feelings of loneliness or sadness if they are single or have recently experienced heartbreak. However, this day offers an opportunity for self-love and self-care. Treat yourself to something special—a spa day, a favourite meal or movie—and embrace the joy of loving yourself.

Ultimately, Valentine's Day is so much more than a commercialized holiday; it is an occasion to celebrate love in all its forms. Whether you spend the day with your significant other, friends, family, or even by yourself, embracing love and affection is what truly matters. So let’s make this Valentine's Day memorable by spreading love and kindness wherever we go!

[lilmadorange]

Heartbreak Diary - 6

One of my happiest memories of us was when we went to Vancouver. It was the Memorial Day weekend in September and the weather was perfect, just like you. I wore a long yellow floral dress with white lace. The dress fit tightly to my body, just enough to showcase both my curves and elegance. The sun was warm and soft enough but you wouldn't need sunglasses and I wouldn't need a jacket. Just perfect. My makeup was simple, yet the foxy eyelash extension added a bit of flirtation to my overall good-girl vibe. I knew I looked the best I could ever look then, and you were also in love that weekend. It was also the beginning of fall. All the maple leaves from trees fell onto the wide Canadian city street. Some fell onto the windshield of your black M-4. You just cleaned your car. The clear blue sky painted itself on your car. It was the most noticeable thing on that street. People were looking from across the street and taking pictures. You also waved at them, asking if they wanted a picture with your car.

My friend told me this one time she went to get a car wash. There was this guy there who just finished cleaning his car. The whole time she was there getting a detailed interior clean of her car, he was intently taking pictures of his car from every angle. "How fun!" She said. And the same obsession was with you that day. Bending down from a lower angle, you stood in the middle of the Canadian, wide, and empty street to take pictures of your car for at least fifteen minutes. I stood further on the street, taking pictures of you, thinking how hilarious and adorable you were with your obsession.

I live to love.

I loved that weekend with you before our big fights, before I cried the whole way home for two hours after we crossed the US border.

I just loved being with you, and I love you.

Life is a miracle because sometimes it lets me meet you and create joyful memories. It also sucks that we went our separate ways, and I might spend longer than the memories to miss and grieve us.

I only live through hoping. Hoping and believing that I do not need to sigh, or hung up on you. The best is yet to come.

[blood-starved-beast]

Do you think Nemesis fantasizes about being the Knight to Melinoe's Princess and being quest-given to fight Chronos for her or something. Then she sees Melinoe out on the Run somewhere covered in blood and bruises and such and it fills her with unfathomable rage.

[hawnks]

You guys have to get weird about dandadan with me I can't do this alone

[zana-blestemata]

Ur fave person arms should be ur safest heaven, ur calmness in the middle of life’s thunderstorm.

@zana-blestemata

[clairi-yos]

I've been reading RMB today and with the trailer coming out the other day we have a much clearer idea of how part 1 is going to go and its got me thinking about how they're gonna adapt the book scenes to fit with the Debling plot.

So what if in Ep 4 Debling proposes to Pen towards the start of the episode and that's why in the Pen/Portia clip in the trailer Pen's eyes look like she thinks she's making a mistake/she's panicking and Portia's reassuring her with "you've done so well, what more could you want?"

Then at the end of the episode we have the carriage scene and the episode ends with the carriage arriving at the Featherington house and Colin ALSO proposes like "forget him, marry me". It would make such a good cliffhanger for the mid-season finale.

Then at the start of Ep.5 we can have still have a silly farcical scene with Colin and Portia that keeps the spirit of Portia's Felicity misunderstanding intact but this time she's not following Colin's meaning because Pen already has another proposal from a 'better' titled suitor?

[blueeyesfilledwithpassion]

Forever Changed

💙 Stirs The Soul.

[panncakes]

no but you don’t understand when i say i want dark dramatic over the top queer shows what i mean is i want them to stand on a landing strip and have person a be unable to look the other into the eyes and tell him he never loved him and only ever used him and person b to challenge that because he’s so sure in his love and have person a falter for just a moment as he allows himself one hug goodbye whilst person b tells him it’s okay because he believes this means they will figure things out together only for person a to pull back hand person b his death mother’s necklace and ask him to think of him sometimes before stepping in the airplane anyway. that’s EXACTLY what i want when i say that

[feli026]

Igor having unspeakable rizz .mp4

[mw-draws]

“then you should’ve researched this era a little bit more, because WE are scandalous”

i’m obsessed with them actually

[itsnoahgarcia]

Love in Shadows: A Kiss Beyond the Light 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨✨

[itspeterkha]

"𝐈𝐧 𝐘𝐨𝐮, 𝐈’𝐯𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐲 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐲𝐦𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐔𝐬"

From the moment you entered my life, it wasn’t love at first sight, but something entirely different—something I couldn’t quite name back then. There was no sudden rush, no overwhelming infatuation, but a quiet, lingering curiosity that settled deep in my chest. The very first time I laid my eyes on you, something in me stilled. It wasn’t just the way you stood, bold and fierce, or how the fire in your eyes commanded attention—it was something else, something that whispered to me that my life was about to change. In that instant, I knew you were going to mean more to me than I could comprehend. I was taken aback. Yet, even then, I was in awe.

I didn’t know what it was that drew me to you. It wasn’t just your confidence or your spirit; it was something deeper, something that spoke to me without words. I stood there, watching, and I knew that you were meant to be part of my life. Not just in passing, but in a way that would leave an imprint on me. I didn’t know how or why, but from that moment, my heart knew you were someone special.

When you asked, "What are your intentions?" I remember feeling a mix of nervousness and honesty that I hadn’t experienced before. I had no answers then—no plans, no path mapped out for where we might go—but I knew I wanted you in my life. Whether we were to remain friends or become something more, all of that felt secondary to the simple truth that I wanted to know you, to be around you. I didn’t need labels or expectations, just the space to be with you, to see where this connection would lead. And, for someone who had spent years building walls around my heart, that was a feeling both terrifying and exhilarating.

I took that leap, a shot in the dark, when I added you and reached out, and since then, our friendship has been nothing short of a wild, beautiful ride. There were moments in the beginning when we didn’t quite understand each other, where you probably thought I was a little too mysterious or odd.

I laugh now, thinking about how you jokingly accused me of being some kind of spy, always observing. But looking back, I was just trying to figure out how someone like you—a force of nature—could make me feel so at peace. It took me a while to understand what was happening inside of me. I’ve spent so much of my life thinking that love or deep affection had to come with a rush of adrenaline, a dizzying euphoria. But what I felt with you was different—so much more grounding, so much more real. Yes, you make me smile, you make me laugh, and I genuinely love being in your company, but it’s more than that. You make me feel safe, like I can let down my guard, like I don’t have to pretend or perform. For the first time, I feel like I can just be.

And that’s where I realise this is different from anything I’ve felt before. It’s not just the excitement of being with someone who lights up my world—it’s the calm you bring. It’s the way everything around me quiets when you’re near, the way all the noise and chaos fade away. When I’m with you, I don’t feel like I need to prove myself, because you see me. The real me. And somehow, that feels more intimate than any of the love stories I used to dream about.

You have this fire in you, this passion that burns so brightly, and it’s impossible not to be drawn to it. But it’s not just the fire—it’s the warmth you bring, the way your presence makes everything feel lighter, easier. You make me feel like no matter what I’m facing, it’s going to be okay, because when I look at you, I feel like I’ve found my home. That sounds cheesy, I know, but it’s the truth. In you, I’ve found not just excitement, but peace. Not just passion, but comfort.

There’s a depth to this, to what you’ve sparked in me, that I didn’t know was possible. You’ve somehow sunk beneath my skin, into the core of who I am, and nurtured something there—something I didn’t even know needed nurturing. You’ve made me question everything I thought I knew about love. How could I have thought I’d loved before, when I hadn’t felt this? This steady, calm knowing that no matter what happens, we’ll figure it out together.

And that’s the most beautiful thing about this connection. You’ve made me realise that love isn’t just about the highs, the excitement, the butterflies. It’s about feeling completely safe in someone’s presence. It’s about the comfort of knowing that with you, I don’t have to be anything other than myself. You’ve nurtured this familiarity, this deep-seated bond that has grown into something so fierce and strong, it makes me wonder how I ever lived without it.

Being with you feels like being part of a symphony—a harmony I never knew I needed. Every glance, every word exchanged between us is like a note that fits perfectly into the melody of my life. The highs and lows are no longer jarring but part of a greater rhythm, and even in moments of silence, there’s music. With you, nothing feels forced or rushed; instead, everything flows together as though we’ve been playing this piece for years. You’ve brought balance to my chaos, and now I understand that love doesn’t have to be loud or overwhelming—it can be gentle, steady, and still so powerful.

So here I am, writing these words, tearing down the walls I’ve spent a lifetime building, finally showing you the parts of me that I’ve kept hidden for so long. It’s terrifying, but with you, it feels right. You make me want to be braver, to be more vulnerable, to let you in. And I don’t know where this journey will take us, but I do know that whatever happens, I’m grateful that our paths crossed. Because in you, I’ve found not just a companion, but a place where I can truly rest.

[aminawriting]

Even if my mind tried to hate you It would be betrayed by my heart. For its calls for you are deafening and it would fight wars to be connected to yours.

- A.B

[midnightmusings69]

As I languish in the tub's embrace, let the cadence of your voice cascade over me. The poems you read, a whispered symphony that dances around us. In the flickering candlelight, your words become the stars, guiding me through the depths of your heart as we revel in the intimacy of this moment, bound by the threads of our connection.

[zana-blestemata]

Endlessly sailing through the cavity of your soul.

@zana-blestemata

[willowsong]

It is your essence in every little part that will haunt me forever, bound to my heart. You’re in the books I read, the quotes I mark with hope, dreaming one day I’ll read them to you, a way to cope. You’re the love poems that dance through my mind, the blue waves that sing, the whisper of the wind caressing my hair. You’re the birds’ sweet song behind my window, and in the movies where superheroes belong, I see you still—our tradition, our story shared, each detail a memory, each moment spared.

You’re in the trees, nature’s endless fight, like love within me, holding fast and tight, a force that time cannot undo, destined for you. You’re the yellow flowers in bloom, the kiss that spring afternoon, etched in my soul. You’re in every season’s flow—the fall’s quiet leaves, winter’s cold, spring’s rebirth, and summer’s blue gold. You’re the stars at night that mimic your eyes, and the morning coffee that starts my rise. You’re the taste of sweet water, the first try of something new, the sun’s May embrace and August’s rain, too. The sky’s evening blue before dark falls, and the mountains I see when home calls after being away so long. You are the flowers, the fog, the earth beneath my feet, the feeling of returning to something bittersweet. You are sadness, you are love, a poem of both, music in my heart, in every note. You are in everything I experience, in all that I feel. When I love others, I remember still the way I loved you, and how you loved me once, too. Each “I love you” I say, echoes of your love resound, clear and near, for you taught me what love means.

You once said that no matter where I stand, your feelings wouldn’t change, that love was unplanned. So now when I love, I aim for that grace, to love unconditionally, no matter the place, just as I loved you and as you loved me, even if it was not meant to be.

Carlo asked me why I can’t let you go, why your memory persists, why it still shows. The answer is simple: you are part of everything I love and —at the same time— loving you makes me love the whole world.

I am doomed, it’s true—you’re in every corner of my life, and there’s nothing I can do.