The risk of sorrow.

I realized today that sorrow is something very particular to me. I am not sorry if I stub my toe... I am angry. I am not sorry if I quit my job and tell my lame ass boss to stick it up his ass... I am vengefull. I am not sorry if I get caught by the Gardaí with no tax, NCT or working lights at night time... I am thinking kicking myself that I did not fix my car up sooner.

But when I hurt someone I care about or when some I care about has left me...

then...

I am sorry.

Sorry I did not spend more time with them. Sorry if I screamed at them because I really just wanted to hold them and show them I care. And then there is the greatest sorrow of all. When someone passes away, dies. And you know that you will never again get to speak to that person again...

Sorrow I think is a result of having enjoyed something or someone. A result of loving their company or loving them. With true joy comes the risk of true sorrow. Or is it that where there is no risk that there is no happiness or sadness?

The more you give yourself over to something the more you risk loosing. But boy is the risk worth taking.

2012 - Day 45 - Valentines Day

You know what, I think I had one of the most enjoyable valentines days ever. I had my lovely romantic valentines day dinner with the kids and Linda of course. We had a lovely three course meal... the kids behaved like they were in a restaurant. It was funny. We read the history of Valentines Day from Wikipedia to the kids and we all learnt something.

"Dear << INSERT NAME HERE >>, I love you with all my heart!"

Basically, it was nice. Just because you have kids does not mean that anything is deminished from the night. Put them to bed at the regular time. Watch Desperate Housewives... It is easy to think that because you have kids you can't go out and therefore the night will not be the same, any you know what, the night will not be the same but it can still be lovely and romantic.

Looking your love in the eyes and expressing your feelings should not cost a cent.