I am never more inspired, than when I am surrounded by love. Not just any love. Truly, hopelessly lost in love. I will be the first to admit that I am hopeless romantic. Everything about it makes me glow from within. The idea that there is one man or woman, in all of the world, that we are meant to be with for the rest of our lives makes my heart sing.
But isn’t that what life is all about? We love our neighbors, helping them when we see they are sick or in need. We lend aid to our friends at 3am just because they called. We offer money or food to complete strangers who are desperate for a kind hand. We tenderly wrap our children’s bumps and scrapes with kisses and a super hero band aid. We let our hearts slip into the pool of tranquility when we are in the arms of our loved one, savoring each tender moment.
Maybe you haven’t found your true love, perhaps they are out there, searching for you this very moment. Or maybe you found them 50 years ago and you still hold hands as you stroll through the park.
Love makes life worth living. Without love…what would be the point?
How will you tell your love’s story to the generations to come?