I was lying in bed this morning, struggling to remember what day it was – the date more than the day. Finally, after trying to focus on the subject it dawned on me - St. Valentine’s day. A kind of sad/happy day for me. On February 14th, 1876 my maternal grandfather was born on this day and he always received Valentine cards from his granddaughters. On February 14th, 2003, my dearest friend left this planet – my mother. I still miss her so much.
St. Valentine’s day is a time for romance – what romance, I wonder? I should take time to do a poll on how many elderly husbands give anything to their wives on Valentine’s Day. Speaking from experience, I suspect the answer would be not many compared to the younger generation who seem to shower affection on one another on this particular day. Therein is the truth of the matter, I think. When we were young adults we expected the man to use his initiative, and if he didn’t, then we were inclined to chastise him for forgetfulness or neglect! But if you think about it, why do we hold them in contempt now. After all, they are just following years of tradition. As the wounded wife, we could break with that tradition and shower them with flowers or chocolates even if there is no appreciation for such a gesture, except may be the odd grunt.
On an entirely different matter, I have to throw my two bits in about the Olympics so far. An unbelievable masterpiece presented itself for the opening ceremonies and I had to pinch myself to realize that I belong to this beautiful province of British Columbia in Canada. The opening ceremonies were magical and the only downside was the National Anthem. Nikki Yanofsky has a lovely voice, but her rendition of our anthem left me cold, as I suspect it did with many other people. It was such a patriotic moment and with 60,000 people there, they all needed to get in and sing, never mind listen to anyone crooning a national anthem.
It was so sad that the young Georgian athlete met with a fatal accident on the day of the opening ceremonies and my heart really does go out to his parents and family, together with admiration for the rest of the team who bravely marched in the opening ceremonies.
Our first gold medal is yet to come, but Jenn Heil walked away with Silver for Canada which was a massive achievement. In my book, the Olympics are the ultimate sporting challenge and if anyone can achieve a medal – it doesn’t matter whether it is gold, silver or bronze, they are at the top of their game and make us proud. Well done, Jenn and thank you.
This ‘I believe’ that Canadian athletes will inundate us with gold medals tends to make us forget that other athletes from all over the world are going for gold too – not just us, unfortunately!
The Old Biddy
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