It’s a beautiful thing to look at someone and only see love. They could be telling you a story or watching tv or driving in the car or eating dinner or playing a game and every time, and in every context, you look at them, you see love. That’s a beautiful thing.
I’d forgotten what it feels like to celebrate love. Most people look at Valentine’s Day as a cheesy Hallmark day that isn’t worth celebrating, and I’d normally agree. This year, though, I’m reminded of what it feels like to be in love and I want to celebrate.
I made homemade gifts, decorated, and plan to go to dinner with all the other “suckers” celebrating the Hallmark day. Maybe it’s silly or maybe the extra effort on Valentine’s Day, and every day, is what makes a relationship last.
What do I know, though? I’ve never figured out marriage and I’m not even very good at relationships, but a friend said to me a couple weeks ago, when she looked at the above photo, that she was happy to see me smiling again. So maybe I’m not celebrating Valentine’s Day as much as I’m celebrating smiling again.
I hope, regardless if you celebrate Valentine’s Day or not, that you’re smiling tomorrow and surrounded by love. I’m off to blow up balloons.