February is the traditional month of love, as if the tv commercials and store displays would ever let us forget this. I got hit over the head with the message while doing valentine shopping today. I’ve had my share of pink and red hearts – enough to last all month long. During my browsing I came to see that LOVE is a word that can be written and seen everywhere – and I mean EVERYWHERE.
Tired from my browsing, sitting for afternoon coffee, I wondered how we’d see love if there wasn’t a word to describe it. Ah…looking up from my coffee some love was walking right in front of me. A young couple holding hands was ambling into the movie theater. Behind me a mother was carefully breaking up a donut to feed to her toddler. The “good morning” text I get faithfully at 7:30 am every morning from my husband is still sitting on my phone. Love is visible even without that four letter word.
But….what if we couldn’t even see love? Would it still exist? I found something a few minutes ago that answers my question. (Shared below) It assured me that the love I share with those across miles, without a written word, without FaceTime, exists. Heart to heart, spirit to spirit, connected, without the use of an iAnything, love speaks. Connected to another, with a strong thread, that at times might get twisted and tangled, but never breaks. Even in complete silence love can be heard.
Such is the enigma of love – it can be seen in the word, tasted in the donut, smelled in the coffee, touched hand to hand, and heard in the silence across miles.
And so, as another day goes by, love is in the air – and in the store windows, and on the coffee cups, and in the shape of the donuts, and hard to miss for the next 28 days – happy February, and …I have written.
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