Today Love Looked Like...

Today love looked a bit different. 


Yesterday love looked like taking the time to be okay before following through on a commitment. The day before that love looked like washing my face, brushing my teeth, and putting my makeup on. 


Today love looked like letting the emotions be as they may; regardless of how they got there. Love looked like letting joy explode onto my face. Today love was letting the tears fall, the way rain falls after a long wait. 


My mother once said that tears water and soften the ground. So I let the tears fall in droves and soften the ground. Let them make way for planting time. I do not know what I will plant but my ground will be more than ready when the time comes.


Today love looked like looking back on yesterday and being okay with how I got here. Love looked like missing my dear friends and letting it hurt the way it should. 


It might not sound like love to some but I can tell you this, missing people hurts more when you don’t let it happen. We are meant to miss people. Humans we are creatures of relationship no matter the distance. 


Missing people is one of the purest forms of love. Because it says I care about you and love you even when you aren’t with me. 


Today love was being okay with where I was at and letting my heart do the talking and the walking. Love looked like letting breathing be enough and getting out of bed be the victory for the day. 


Love today looked a bit different and a lot calmer.


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