It's Valentine's Day. A stupid holiday, really. I mean, come on...all it does is make guys spend money on their women because if they don't they will be in the dog house. All it does is make kids get another shitload of candy at school so they can eat it all in one night and run around the house screaming like idiots.
My husband surprised me by sending flowers to work for me. Well, not flowers, because he knows I hate them - they die and they are a waste of money, and most of the time they bother my allergies. He sent me a plant with pretty purple flowers. Hopefully I can keep it alive...
It was really very sweet. <3
Don't get me wrong- I have nothing against love. Nothing at all. In fact, I am quite obsessed with love in all forms. I always have been. Romantic love...I hate romance movies and books, but I love when people fall in love. I enjoy all different kinds of love, and the way I love people in different ways. The strongest, fiercest love is, of course, for my children. The kind of love that gives me the knowledge that I would happily step in front of a train for them. The love I have for my parents, my husband, my family members, my friends, my students...all of these are different but all wonderful. It's what makes life worth living. Human connections. Laughing together. A shared smile. Inside jokes. Knowing what the other person is thinking.
Love cannot be given unless you have some sort of love for yourself first. I have been working on that for years. I care about myself. I want myself to be happy, and I want good things for myself. There are things about myself that I am proud of and that I think are great. I think I am a decent human being. I just wish I wasn't so damned hard on myself all the time. Still working on that...
Have a great day, not because it's Valentine's Day or anything, but because you are alive and breathing and there is love in your life.
1 comment:
Love, loving, right now. An act of being. Thanks for the reminder lovely Jade!
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