Happy Valentine’s Day! If you’re like me, you probably couldn’t care less (which I already made clear today). But it’s not what you’re thinking, and it isn’t that I don’t care at all. I do! My Valentine’s Day love is just a different kind of love.
Valentine’s Day Love
Valentine’s Day has this association with “romance,” chocolates, flowers and overpriced dinners. If you know me, you know very well that other than random chocolate on random days or surprise flowers on random days, none (of those) do I truly enjoy because I don’t need one, single day to love.
I love with my whole heart and with 100% passion each day.
When I thought about Valentine’s Day this year, I remembered something I had written when I first met Ryan. He asked me, “How should I view you anyway? What makes you happy?” That day, I sat down and wrote:
It looks like me without a care in the world. It looks like Fiona wagging her tail everytime she sees me. It looks like Mom laughing hysterically. It looks like Dad talking after one too many drinks. It looks like JJ playing his drums. It looks like a freshly baked batch of cookies. It looks like anticipation. It looks like inside jokes. Sun. Butterflies. Ocean. Mountains. Running. A pair of perfectly-fitting jeans. Fiona. Peekepoos. Writing. Country Music. Deep thoughts. Careless thoughts. Green. Jettas. Palm trees. Hockey. Dancing. Spinning. Coldstone. Pictures. Soduku. Laughing. Funny people. Dakota. Mom. Dad. JJ. Family. Babies. Children. Coffee. Traveling. Candles. Shopping. Sunsets. Cowgirl hats. Shoes. Target. Jerry McGuire. Biceps. MAC. Color. Sunglasses. Sleeping during a thunderstorm. Bamboo. Simple rings. Cuddling. Blue. Eyes. Houses. Dobermans. Surprises. Trident orange-flavored gum. Bubble baths. Hot tubs. Trampolines. St. Thomas (the Island; not the school). Dying my hair. Text messaging. Letters. Snow angels. Angels. The Nanny Diaries. Anything chocolate. Singing. Four-leaf clovers (even though I’m yet to find one). House parties. Swinging. Stars. Changing moods. Hats and scarves and mittens and big coats. Bikinis. Miniatures. Seafood. Mexican food. Nail polish. Pancakes. Swimming pools. Fireworks. Tubing. Sweatshirts and sweatpants. Ponytails. Lakes. Sporadic-ness. Santa Monica. Organizing. Summer nights. Mail, but not bills. Picnics. Flat shoes. Fireplaces. Camping. Trucks. Cornfields. Fireflies. Christmas. Stationary. Dreams.
And while this list looks somewhat different today (think of the very least: Ryan & Reagan), I think sharing these things are what is important on Valentine’s Day. Honor all the things in your life that you love, that make you happy and that keeps you passionate!
What does your “love” list look like?
ps. I love you:) Thank you for always being my inspiration!
You will heal. I will help.