I can no other answer make but thanks,
And thanks, and ever thanks.
William Shakespeare Twelfth Night
When missjunebug is at a loss for words, she has no qualms about borrowing some from her literary elders. Of course, Wills is ever her man for supplying words sweet and sincere to convey deep gratitude for all the care and concern conveyed to her in myriad ways these last two weeks.
Phone messages, flowers, cards, emails, texts galore, and more. Facebook messages and phone calls too, offers to visit, have lunch out or bring food in! missjunebug is on overwhelm especially because she is well into Ovarian Cancer vs. missjunebug Round Three at this point! She knows you especially understood and respected her need to get through the rough and tumble post-surgery days without visitors. Her limits learned through previous hospital stays required summoning whatever energy she had for the early and hardest stages of healing (read: most painful). She’s learned her resources are finite and the conviviality of the most well-intended visitor can take as well as give. Ever thanks for letting her rest quietly and for keeping in touch with kind messages and lots of XOXOs.
missjunebug wants to award one “thanks” each from Shakespeare’s lines to trusty Mr.JB, ElderJB, and TinyJB who provide for missjunebug love unconditional and replete with happiness.
missjunebug’s plan now is to heal, to move forward, to live each day fully and mindfully, and to express sincerely her gratitude for friends and family she will ever hold in her heart.
Then she plans to treat herself to a new wig! No matter what is going on, missjunebug manages to get some shopping in!
Hereâ€™s a quick collection of some of missjunebugâ€™s fav quotations about the love sure to be expressed on Valentineâ€™s Day by the romantic in each of us. If you canâ€™t find words of your own, borrow some of these or do what Mr.JB did and send a Hallmark ecard from Hoops and Yoyo at hallmark.com. They are so so funny and sweet! Happy Valentineâ€™s Day!
kisses are a better fate â€¨than wisdom.â€¨ â™¥Â e.e. cummings
Who, being loved, is poor? Â â™¥Â Oscar Wilde
Grow old with me!Â The best is yet to be. Â â™¥Â Robert Browning
We loved with a love that was more than love. Â â™¥Â Edgar Allan Poe
Nobody has ever measured, even poets, how much a heart can hold. Â â™¥Â Zelda Fitzgerald
Love is the flower you’ve got to let grow â™¥Â John Lennon
Oh, if it be to choose and call thee mine, love, thou art every day my Valentine! â™¥ Thomas Hood
All, everything that I understand, I understand only because I love. â™¥Â Leo Tolstoy
I claim there ain’t/Another Saint/As great as Valentine.â™¥Â Ogden Nash
Doubt thou the stars are fire;/Doubt that the sun doth move;/Doubt truth to be a liar;/ But never doubt I love. â™¥Â William Shakespeare
1 Corinthians 13
1 If I speak in the tonguesÂ of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.Â 2 If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing.3 If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast,Â but do not have love, I gain nothing.
4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.Â 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.Â 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.Â 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
8 Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away.Â 9 For we know in part and we prophesy in part,Â 10 but when completeness comes, what is in part disappears.Â 11 When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me.Â 12 For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
13 And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. â™¥ St. Paul
And perhaps the best Love Sonnet every written:
SONNET 116 â™¥Â William Shakespeare
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
missjunebug liked this sonnet so much she and her Valentine Mr.JB shared it in their marriage ceremony thirty years ago! And they said it wouldn’t last!! Surprise! It did! Happy V-Day!