Well, St. Valentine has not blessed me with a special someone this year but I'm feeling okay about that. I've given my heart away many times, I've had some heartache over the years,but this doesn't matter. I am still able to love, despite the heartache, and thats what matters.
One of my favorite C.S. Lewis quotes is this (some of you are very familiar with this) :
"To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly be broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket — safe, dark, motionless, airless — it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. The alternative to tragedy, or at least to the risk of tragedy, is damnation. The only place outside of Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers and perturbations of love is Hell. "
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