On this day in 1984 - Elton John and Renata Blauel were married. The marriage lasted for four years.
1984 - Elton John and Renata Blauel were married. The marriage lasted for four years. <- Wow I had no idea that he was ever married. Her gaydar must have been serverly out of wack.
For a bit of history about today. if your going to hate or love today, you might as well know why it is that you hate or love it.
Of course, today is Febuary 14th. Also know as Saint Valentine's day. It should be noted that while I'm writing and thinking about this entire post, I've been and will be listening to Norah Jones. At any rate, I didn't really know what I was going to post, nor, did I really know what I wanted to post. But, I've come across some interesting things. This guy has a unique monkier, calling today, "Singles Awarness Day." Bethany prefers to call it Very Important Friends day. Some people just choose to not even acknowledge today at all. Or, if your this guy you think that setting up an online suicide pact is a good idea.
A while ago I I talked about how comercialized it was, how a month before, we are bombarded with the seas of red, and forests of hearts. Hearts in all sort of manners, ballons, candy boxes, anything and everything. I will be the first to admit, I did buy into it, I bought the roses and a few little things. However, you should never need a special day as an excuse to do something thing for your significant other. To let them know how important they are to you. To let them know, everything good about you, you owe to them. And it's not about the candy and the flowers and fuzzy cute little teddy bears. It's about the true and undying love.
Many, may have thought I might be inclinded to say, how much I hate today, and today sucks, or, things of that nature. Trying to turn something very beautiful into something very nasty. As, I said before, you should never need a special day as an excuse to do something nice for the person you love. But, in using that thought process, you shouldn't really celebrate anniversaries. I always liked, making today a special day for someone, having the night planned, or the night planned for me. Being able at dinner to peer into those eyes, that just made me melt. Looking, how beautiful, how she effected everyone around her. She and our love were beautiful, and I can't do it... I can't... I can't bring myself to turn this day into something ugly and mean and bitter.
No longer being romanticly invovled though, doesn't mean, I can't do something special for the people that are in my life, and are special to me, and have been here all long, keeping me sane, making me smile, making me laugh, giving me a shoulder to cry on, crying with me, and when it was all over wiping my tears. To all of you, thank you. Thank you for being supportive in my times of need, and thank you for putting up with everything. You all mean the world to me, and with out all of you, I would still be lost.
"Love is a many splendored thing" it can make us happy, crazy, angry, and sad. As well as all the rest of the colors under the emtional rainbow. Stories like this one, tragic as they maybe, remind me the nature of love, that no one can ever describe it, no poem, no picture, can give it words or justice, it's something that must be felt. And when it takes ahold of you, it commands your will, and overcomes reason. And, there is no doubt in my mind that, yes, love can break a heart.
I rarely ask for things, I want friendship, family and happiness, and there are no material things in this life that can bring those, however, I would mind being given this sometime.
So, what... so what does this all mean. I really have no idea, this was at first a well thought out post, and it's begining to turn into somewhat of emtional monster. But, I suppose that is to be expected, as I said. Love commands your will, and will beat reason into submission. But, I bow graciously to love, for, I would gracefully asume the role of an igorant pauper, if it were to allow me to feel the grip and power of a love I once knew.
"Love, if you ever find me I wonder
Will you try me I'm so different than before"
For a bit of history about today. if your going to hate or love today, you might as well know why it is that you hate or love it.
Of course, today is Febuary 14th. Also know as Saint Valentine's day. It should be noted that while I'm writing and thinking about this entire post, I've been and will be listening to Norah Jones. At any rate, I didn't really know what I was going to post, nor, did I really know what I wanted to post. But, I've come across some interesting things. This guy has a unique monkier, calling today, "Singles Awarness Day." Bethany prefers to call it Very Important Friends day. Some people just choose to not even acknowledge today at all. Or, if your this guy you think that setting up an online suicide pact is a good idea.
A while ago I I talked about how comercialized it was, how a month before, we are bombarded with the seas of red, and forests of hearts. Hearts in all sort of manners, ballons, candy boxes, anything and everything. I will be the first to admit, I did buy into it, I bought the roses and a few little things. However, you should never need a special day as an excuse to do something thing for your significant other. To let them know how important they are to you. To let them know, everything good about you, you owe to them. And it's not about the candy and the flowers and fuzzy cute little teddy bears. It's about the true and undying love.
Many, may have thought I might be inclinded to say, how much I hate today, and today sucks, or, things of that nature. Trying to turn something very beautiful into something very nasty. As, I said before, you should never need a special day as an excuse to do something nice for the person you love. But, in using that thought process, you shouldn't really celebrate anniversaries. I always liked, making today a special day for someone, having the night planned, or the night planned for me. Being able at dinner to peer into those eyes, that just made me melt. Looking, how beautiful, how she effected everyone around her. She and our love were beautiful, and I can't do it... I can't... I can't bring myself to turn this day into something ugly and mean and bitter.
No longer being romanticly invovled though, doesn't mean, I can't do something special for the people that are in my life, and are special to me, and have been here all long, keeping me sane, making me smile, making me laugh, giving me a shoulder to cry on, crying with me, and when it was all over wiping my tears. To all of you, thank you. Thank you for being supportive in my times of need, and thank you for putting up with everything. You all mean the world to me, and with out all of you, I would still be lost.
"Love is a many splendored thing" it can make us happy, crazy, angry, and sad. As well as all the rest of the colors under the emtional rainbow. Stories like this one, tragic as they maybe, remind me the nature of love, that no one can ever describe it, no poem, no picture, can give it words or justice, it's something that must be felt. And when it takes ahold of you, it commands your will, and overcomes reason. And, there is no doubt in my mind that, yes, love can break a heart.
I rarely ask for things, I want friendship, family and happiness, and there are no material things in this life that can bring those, however, I would mind being given this sometime.
So, what... so what does this all mean. I really have no idea, this was at first a well thought out post, and it's begining to turn into somewhat of emtional monster. But, I suppose that is to be expected, as I said. Love commands your will, and will beat reason into submission. But, I bow graciously to love, for, I would gracefully asume the role of an igorant pauper, if it were to allow me to feel the grip and power of a love I once knew.
"Love, if you ever find me I wonder
Will you try me I'm so different than before"
That first kiss on the bench...
so innocent, so right... and later that night,
A love began, undescribable by words, only to be seen,
in the eyes of lovers so young.
Life aged me, made me wise, and took my innocence
but I still believe in the power of that night,
when we sealed our fate. Happiness is yours, take it.
forgot not though, the bench that night.
-AC 2005
posted by cube101 at 3:21 AM
1 Comments:
I never forgot that night, and I never will. There are so wonderful many memories that flourished from that night...i will never forget. Nifer
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