I have been thinking a lot lately as to what my purpose in life is. And when I look to the future I have always seen the same picture. I am a wife, I am an inspiration, I am a muse to a man. I am a mother but more prominently is my role of inspiration to my husband. It may sound a bit weird, and the vision is not completely clear, but I can see it... I think it is right. I don't think people realize what an effect a woman can have on a truly great man. A man of art, a man of ideas, a man of God, men need a woman, it is a phenomenom I do not yet fully understand, but I am getting there.. I am preparing...

Today I realized (and possibly remembered) just how depressing St. Valentine's Day can really be. It is January 1st today and I have already seen the first advertised hearts of valentine's day. And that is when I sadly realized.. I will have no one to spend this special day with for the first time in two years. Sigh, a tear almost forms at the thought. Today, love is a tragedy.