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Happy Valentine's Day

Yesterday, I put my extremely mediocre art skills to work with my little kiddies. To be honest, my job was simply printing out a template, cutting one or two out to show the possibilities, then helping one, maybe two students cutting the folding double heart, so they could make cards for their parents. The kids' abilities far exceeded mine and the pride they took in the finish products was all the Valentine's Day gift I needed. It's all I'll ever need.

As I've beaten the stuff topic to death, I'll just say that Valentine's Day should simply be fun. If you're with someone, who isn't a child, and they simply want stuff, you're with the wrong person or they are with you for what you can give them materialistically, not emotionally. People like this tend to be users or in many cases, very unstable. Anyone who covets material items is never going to be happy with you, because they aren't satisfied with who they are. All this being said, let's all make the most of this day.

Cook someone something. Even if you suck at cooking. The effort. The flair. The smell of burned whatever wafting through the house will create a memory. Every time they smell burned whatever, they'll think of you and your love. Never underestimate your olfactory senses when it comes to stirring up passion.

Take a short walk in the cold. The need for warmth will be a wonderful prerequisite to, well, whatever (not the burned kind). Not to mention, where I am the trees are hanging low under the weight of the icy snow. It's picturesque and we react first to visual stimulation.

Don't forget the sound of the wind or the crunch of the frozen ground. Our auditory senses can also create memories or maybe, while alone, they will make us want to walk faster to be with the one we love.

Skip the restaurant and, even if it's simple, maybe even fast food, choose a taste that you both adore. Of course, foods can be aphrodisiacs, but what better aphrodisiac than food you both love, followed by a quiet, romantic evening?

And let's not forget the final sense. Touch. Whether you're a hand-holder, a hugger, a kisser, or all of the above, don't ever forget the importance of a simple touch. Even when romance is not present, a simple touch can be a wonderful stress reliever and calming force, for touch reminds us we're not alone. Today, that touch can come from a friend, a child, or a lover. Being reminded our solitude is only temporary is a wonderful feeling, especially on a day when we're reminded so often of the importance of the union that love creates. However long-lasting or short-lived, in that moment when all the senses fire and create a moment, things just feel great.

P.S. You can do this tomorrow and the next day, and the next, and...

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