The Language of Love

the language of things

 

Recently, I found several French postcards in souvenir booklet from the 1900s. What caught my eye was that the cards were in series, extra charming, depicting the language of love in unusual ways such as the language of love in stamps. Depending on how one would stamp an envelope for example if the stamp was upside down it meant, "Believe in me" if the stamp was sideways it meant I like you.

 

 

 

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If a stamp was put on like an upside down diamond it meant, "I am dying for your love".

 

 

 

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I remember a conversation I had with Annie, where I was telling her about a friend who thought she had found love, then realized that the man she claimed to love wasn't perfect, and she couldn't deal with it. Before I could respond to what I thought about it, Annie chimed in:

"What do people think…really… do they think we fall out of heaven, all perfect and clean, into the lap of the one who is going to love us? Doesn't she know we are born, and go through life tumbling, dancing, and often bumping our head on the wall. We get dirty, bruised, collecting the good with the bad? Eventually, we fall into someone's heart… and hopefully with our body and soul, but we are who we are… wanting to be loved. Honestly, love helps us find our way."

The language of love speaks differently to each of us, some see love as more than skin deep.

Annie went on to say, "In a relationship when do you understand and accept another person's faults, let alone your own, and when do you let go and move on?

Annie summed it up as it is a weighing game, a measuring of the pros and cons. The trick is knowing when is it worth it and when is it a losing game.

I believe loving someone shows us who we are, and what we are capable of doing. Figuratively speaking, at birth we lose our way, and we spend the rest of our lives trying to find the path we were once on, to get back to the center of love. The Sacred Heart.

 

 

the language of things

 

The language of love in hair, no joke. 

I wonder what dyed white hair to blond means?

 

 

 

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The language of birds.

 

the language of things

 

 

 

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the language of things

 

The language of playing cards.

 

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the language of things

 

and the language of kisses as if those need explaining.

 

The card below looks like the guy is biting her neck, "Chocolate!"

 

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Comments

9 responses to “The Language of Love”

  1. Dyed blonde hair means you are stylish, sweet, kind and very loved. 🥰

  2. I love these types of cards….are they for sale?

  3. Ohhh! Comme c’est jolie!!! Les cartes , parle moi d’amour par les cartes des fleurs ! Ravissant:-)
    Me plaît beaucoup..*~*
    XX Tina

  4. How wonderful are those post cards of love and I love your Annie stories so much. How wise and wonderful a woman she was. Blessings to you always and thank you for your wonderful blog postings. I enjoy them so much.
    Love Jeanne

  5. How I wish you had a separate “Annie” category in the right-hand margin (hint! hint!).

  6. Yes they are. I will write you.

  7. What a fun find!

  8. Leonie BUCHANAN

    You have to hand it to the French when it comes to romance & what insightful words of Annie. Oh, how you must miss Annie, pearls of wisdom!

  9. What a fun ‘fine’! You have a great eye for finding true treasures at the brocante!

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