Wednesday, 15 March 2017

ST. VALENTINE’S—In Search of Freedom

Frankly, it’s all Einstein’s fault. After all, it was he who defined our stupidity as infinite. Regrettably, this also applies to our celebration of Saint Valentine’s Day. To commemorate his martyrdom we stuff ourselves with chocolates and other sugar-loaded tidbits.
While there may have been a number of other Señor Valentinos who may have qualified as go-betweens for amorous adventurers in ancient times, perhaps we associate Saint Valentine’s Day with the man who performed forbidden wedding ceremonies for Roman soldiers, particularly if they wanted to marry Christians. St. Valentine had lost his head for his acts of kindness.
But only perhaps…
In fact, the first recorded celebrations of Saint Valentine’s Day go back only to the 14th Century, the times of Geoffrey Chaucer, when the tradition of flowers and confectionery was first recorded. The byproduct of this new tradition probably contributed to us getting obese to this day. So while marriages are no longer forbidden under the law, not even to Christians, we can at least blame Saint Valentine for making us fat. Or blame Geoffrey Chaucer. Or both?

Marvin Clark was the only Valentine Jocelyn ever had. The only man from whom she’d received chocolates, quietly, without witnesses. Marvin would certainly approve any surreptitious shows of affection, providing they were really surreptitious. If possible, delivered anonymously. Like a box of chocolates wrapped in brown paper. Delivered incognito, as if he had nothing to do with them. Marvin, a man as shy as he was retiring, assumed a cloak of invisibility to protect himself from vicissitudes of everyday life. The only escapes he enjoyed were into the inner worlds of his own making. Then, a beautiful woman entered his drab reality. Suddenly, the protective ramparts he’d erected so carefully began to crumble. Would she set him free?
Find out for yourself.
Of one thing you may be sure. Jocelyn was his Valentine like no other. She filled the immense emotional vacuum which Marvin diligently constructed to protect himself from the outside world. And then he searched for freedom behind the walls he’d erected.
As I was saying, find out for yourself. Others did. This is what they said with 5-star reviews:

I loved it!
Heart Warming!
Profoundly Moving
Beautiful Love Story!
Romance and Self Discovery!
Fantastic characters and story!
A classy read, fresh as they get!
Unlike any love story, I've read before!
A Classy and Wonderfully Written Love Story!

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1 comment:

  1. In case you missed it on my FB page, I finally met a man who regards reality exactly as I do. His name: Arthur Rubinstein. Yes, the American pianist born in Poland. Read his thoughts:

    "To be alive, to be able to see, to walk, to have houses, music, paintings - it's all a miracle. I have adopted the technique of living life miracle to miracle."

    Won't you join us?