Having the last name of Valentine, February can be either a curse or a blessing. Growing up my mother made this month even more exciting than Christmas, she would say “This is our month. We are true Valentine’s we
are so special we have a day name for us.” So I grew up looking forward to February 14th or as I like to call ME DAY, she would shower us with handmade candy, cards, presents and a special dinner. When I went to school I carried my handmade Valentine’s along with candy to class, with a song in my heart I looked forwarded to the excitement of a day filled with warm hugs. The only down side was that everyone is class would come up to me and ask how do you spell Valentine after a while I just told them to bring me what they were working on and I would write it. It is on this holiday I miss my mother and father I miss her contagious laughter as my dad would come home from work with flowers and candy. He would come up behind her give her a little tap on her bottom to which she would blush, she would turn to my dad in a little girl’s voice say, “Bill stop that.” Their love was eternal something out of a movie or fairy tale; their love was like Romeo and Juliet except without the tragic end. They taught me everything I know about unconditional love, family and looking for the blessings. I have seen 13 Valentine’s without my mother and 9 without my father, but because of them I am a true Valentine.
I made my tag trying a new technique of layering. I used the heart shaped paper from my pack embellishing it with a butterfly. I found a beautiful rose from graphic fairy along with my theme of women I placed her in the middle of the rose. I layered the rose by making multiple copies and cutting it and using each piece to add a layer. I found a quote by Plato that struck a chord with me “At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet.” I find this to be true I hope you do to. I would like to thank each of you for your comments it has inspired me. You guy are truly talented and an inspiration. You have inspired me to try new techniques. Next month I will try capturing my process, also known as a trip to Shean’s World. Thank you Elizabeth for starting this, it has truly got my creative juices going. So to everyone HAPPY ME DAY and may each of you have a month full of love, hugs and happy thoughts.
As Juliet said, “What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet”