in the days leading up to this holiday of love i planned some glittery and candy-colored activities for the nuggets in room 200.
one of the neatest things we did was write a class book. the topic: what is love? here were some of the results. love is... -chicken (not sure about this one but there's no judgement in our classroom family) -playing with my sisters -god helping me -getting along with everyone -learning at school -my dad taking me out to eat -hugging my mom how precious is the heart of a child, am i right? over the weekend i began to think more about what love is. what is love to someone who has experienced loss? what is love to someone who is sick? what is love to someone who has regret? the thing is, i think our understanding of love changes and evolves as we grow. i used to think i knew exactly what love meant. love was something i read in a book. something i saw in a movie. something i witnessed in watching my parents and grandparents as i grew up. but love for me? well, today it's different than what it was even a year ago...and i'm starting to learn that's ok. here is how i would describe love today. from a snuggled up spot on my couch watching the snow fall. love is a small peanut-shaped necklace beautifully quirky and unique. love is a cooking class where you can create something equally as delicious as it is beautiful. love is flowers, of any kind, demonstrating that things which grow and eventually die should be adored and appreciated for what they are when you have them. much like people, if you think about it. love is kids accidentally calling you "mommy." love is a pink mark on your arm reminding you that you are so much stronger than you ever believed. love is warm crock-pot chili. love is a phone call with your best friend. love is a letter. love is a good book, a snuggly dog, and a cold glass of pinot. love is you and love is me. love is having a god who doesn't give up on me even when i'm foolish enough to give up on him from time to time. love is having a family. love is relentlessly pursuing the hearts of people who are, at times, difficult to love. because who among us has never been difficult to love at some point? i believe love was created by someone who loved us very much. and i believe the purpose of this great love was to give it in return. love can be messy, exhausting, painful, and even tragic. but. love can also be exhilarating, redeeming, and healing. i think that's why people are so infatuated by love. in my humble opinion: love is magic. and i believe in this magic very much. my valentine's wish is that you, whoever you are, experience this magic in some way today. and if you do, it then becomes your duty to share that love with someone else. for what is the point of love if you can't share it with others? happy love day. xo, ld
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