February Third; Considering Sharing Warmth

 I wonder why February 14th, a month in the middle of winter here, was chosen to be the day of recognizing love, a warm emotion? Ask and ye shall receive: https://www.almanac.com/content/when-valentines-day-quotes-history While I did know part of that, portions were new to me. Interesting how things evolve and change over time. But.
 I’m actually not thinking of Valentine’s Day yet, but instead the consideration of warmth.

So we would all understand the definition of warmth concerning temperature. I think that we each have a different opinion of what temperature makes us warm. My son has his car and bedroom windows open with the temperature outside in the forties (Fahrenheit) while I am tossing logs on the fire in the wood stove. My son walks about barefoot, even in snow, should we ever get any here. I’m bundled up like those cartoon kids.  Anything below seventy degrees, has me searching for more clothing and more heat.

In the winter cold we enjoy a warm home or car. When I worked and had to leave out early in the morning, I would rush out and start my car to warm up. My previous vehicle took forever, this jeep not so long. I can’t even get my son to go out to clean the windshield of his car from frost early. I’ve already spilled it on how I love the house.

A warm jacket to protect us from the winter weather. And for me a thermal shirt, a t- shirt, a sweat shirt and coat. On top of lined leggings,jeans and good winter boots. While my son wanders around barefoot in shorts and t-shirt.


But that warmth in love thing, that is a bit different. How do we warm the heart? What gives us that warm, fuzzy feeling?


For others, especially those who are struggling, it may be helping to provide something essential.


 We’ve seen how much charity is shown around Christmas, the season of giving. Where people open hearts and wallets and do as they are able in helping those around them. Angel Trees, public wish lists, the Marine’s Toys for Tots programs to name a few. Here we are though, weeks past Christmas, still battling the pandemic. So many, have lost so much and suffered so deeply.

The struggle is real. Not only financially, but emotionally, and mentally.

 I’ve driven past the lines where organizations and groups were giving away food supplies. The cars lined back for blocks. If they can get there in time, they will eat for another week. That brings a warmth to the heart.


I know that some bills were and still are deferred. That doesn’t stop all of them. For someone, anyone, to step up and help out those who lost jobs and have not yet been able to find work, that brings warmth to the heart.


When you see the homeless or reports from shelters of those who need warm outer wear, and collections are made, or individuals provide, knowing, that someone cold, has been helped. That brings a warmth to the heart. 

When someone you know has suffered a loss, whether it is through the death of a loved one, broken relationship, loss of job..etc, and you are able to be there for them. Listening to them talk, sitting with them in quiet, there is warmth.

When it is you, who have lost, and someone is able to be there for and with you, there is that warmth. 

To be able to be there for a child who is hurting, scared, confused and to help calm them and allow them to feel peace, there is that warmth. 

To share something not really recommended during the pandemic, a hug. The drawing close to another, whether in friendship or romantic relationship. Feeling that closeness within.


 Emotional warmth, can come from other sources.

When my husband died, my dog Bella sensed the heartbreak. She moved in closer than before and remained. Sometimes just being close, sometimes actually placing her head on my lap. Now four years in almost, she remains close. Understanding instinctively that those moments of sadness still come out of nowhere.

My son’s cat, knows when his mood is not the best and will find ways to distract him. Some may even be painful, physically thanks to those claws.


Ever so often, out of the blue, someone will drop me a note, asking how I am. Letting me know they were thinking about me.

Long, conversations, heal the spirit, even when the conversations may have nothing to do about the one hurting.


I’ve been feeding young, feral, cats out in my back yard. They are still afraid and very cautious, but getting braver. Watching them watch me through the window, watching them play out back, brings that warm feeling.

For those, especially the elderly, who are battling those moments of darkness and depression because of the limitations brought on by this pandemic, acknowledgement. To let them know they are not forgotten. A phone call, a text, a card in the mail, helps.

Things are starting to loosen up, some things opening again. If able, to get them out of the house. Go for a ride, go for coffee, go shopping using social distancing. Take care of them emotionally, safely. Bring the warmth.

Understanding, what Jesus did for and to show, love, https://www.whatchristianswanttoknow.com/7-different-ways-jesus-showed-love/


We can, should we choose to open our heart and do so, share warmth. We can do it in a variety of ways, depending on our own capabilities and circumstances. But there is no act of heartfelt charity and giving, that is less than another. When we reach out to give a hand up more so than a hand out, there is warmth enough for all.

A fire pit can provide a physical warmth. The warmth of the heart, comes from somewhere completely different.

About rebecca s revels

A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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