With Valentines day coming up and the anniversary of Wulf's death a little over a month away, I've been thinking about him a lot. Valentines day especially makes me miss him.
Wulf was such a romantic. Being in a relationship with him was always exciting and passionate. Our relationship was filled with surprises and experiences. To Wulf Valentines day was not a silly manufactured holiday but rather a day to celebrate the love in your life and to take time to explore that love. I have always loved the romantic and creative aspect of Valentines day. To me it's a day when you can gather your creative energy and make or do things for your loved one. A day of surprises!
I remember the first Valentines day that Wulf and I were together he had me come over to his house. When I got there I found a note on the door with a clever saying that led me to more notes with cheesy and hilarious messages and small gifts that corresponded. The notes finally led me downstairs to his room where I found a table that had a more intimate note and a beautiful drawing that he was making me of a tree (Wulf knew that I loved tree art). That night Wulf lit dozens of candles in his room and we sat together in the candlelight doing dramatic readings of our favorite poetry and talking and laughing for hours. Wulf knew how much I loved being read to so we curled up on his couch and he ended the night by reading me some of his poetry. It was a simple and beautiful night. One of the most romantic nights of my life.
I miss his selfless energy. I miss the way he looked at me and the way he made me feel about myself. No matter how low I felt Wulf always made me feel beautiful and important. I never questioned his love for me. I often found a refuge from the world in his arms. Our relationship was one of openness and honesty. Even a year after we got married I would still get butterflies in my stomach when I caught him looking at me and could hardly believe that I was so lucky to have a man as handsome, honest, loving, passionate, trusting, funny, intelligent and creative as him in my life.
So as Valentines day approaches and as I look at the love in my life that is worth celebrating I remember Wulf. I remember what it felt like to be so hopelessly and completely in love with someone and to have them love you just as completely in return. There is nothing more pure, sacred and beautiful than this kind of love. I hope all of us get the chance to experience love like this and that this Valentines day we remember to celebrate it!
Wulf was such a romantic. Being in a relationship with him was always exciting and passionate. Our relationship was filled with surprises and experiences. To Wulf Valentines day was not a silly manufactured holiday but rather a day to celebrate the love in your life and to take time to explore that love. I have always loved the romantic and creative aspect of Valentines day. To me it's a day when you can gather your creative energy and make or do things for your loved one. A day of surprises!
I remember the first Valentines day that Wulf and I were together he had me come over to his house. When I got there I found a note on the door with a clever saying that led me to more notes with cheesy and hilarious messages and small gifts that corresponded. The notes finally led me downstairs to his room where I found a table that had a more intimate note and a beautiful drawing that he was making me of a tree (Wulf knew that I loved tree art). That night Wulf lit dozens of candles in his room and we sat together in the candlelight doing dramatic readings of our favorite poetry and talking and laughing for hours. Wulf knew how much I loved being read to so we curled up on his couch and he ended the night by reading me some of his poetry. It was a simple and beautiful night. One of the most romantic nights of my life.
I miss his selfless energy. I miss the way he looked at me and the way he made me feel about myself. No matter how low I felt Wulf always made me feel beautiful and important. I never questioned his love for me. I often found a refuge from the world in his arms. Our relationship was one of openness and honesty. Even a year after we got married I would still get butterflies in my stomach when I caught him looking at me and could hardly believe that I was so lucky to have a man as handsome, honest, loving, passionate, trusting, funny, intelligent and creative as him in my life.
So as Valentines day approaches and as I look at the love in my life that is worth celebrating I remember Wulf. I remember what it felt like to be so hopelessly and completely in love with someone and to have them love you just as completely in return. There is nothing more pure, sacred and beautiful than this kind of love. I hope all of us get the chance to experience love like this and that this Valentines day we remember to celebrate it!
5 comments:
That was way better then your last post! You always make me cry when you talk about Wulf, but in a good way. Thanks
Jer's a romantic too... I'm not quite so much, but I think I'd miss it if he stopped doing things for me... I've been trying harder to do things for him, but I just don't ever come up with original things! (If you're interested... my blog is rosannerobertson.blogspot.com)
It's amazing to see the passion in your written words about Wulf. I'm profoundly touched by how you describe him and how you were with him, and hope one day someone will move me to be that way in a relationship, and will be amazing enough to reciprocate. Some days I give up on love - today is a hopeful day because I read this post.
Thanks for the post and the pictures. What a nice way to remember Wulf and his zanny creativity.
Happy Valentine's Day! So fun that you have a blog! We always wonder what you are up to now...
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