It’s Valentine’s Day so of course, my thoughts are of love. This story is a dramatic celebration of love. The words started flowing as I began exploring this elusive emotion and what it feels like and who has it. Clearly stream of consciousness. I hope it brings you joy.
Valentine’s Day Thought
I’ve been trying to grab the feeling of being in love and loved. It’s something so ethereal as to defy description. It makes the very air I breathe sweeter, safer, more nourishing. Look at it from a practical standpoint. If I did not love someone so much and he did not love me, I would still have my same body, my same mind. I would still have the same values to build on and the same education, and age, and looks. But somehow they are all better because I love, and am loved.
You know what amazes me the most? All I have to do to deserve all this love is to be; to exist. To live one day after the other. Just by doing so, I seem to earn his love and devotion.
Am I being silly? Is – is this something unique to me? Or – what a wonderful thought – are there hundreds, thousands, millions of people out there who are as loved as you are, and I am?
Well, my goodness. I think that’s the case. Millions of people are loved and in love. We all experience this wonderment of the soul. I want to meet them all. I want to shake their hands and congratulate them and share their joy. And if you are one of them; oh my, but we are the lucky ones.
P.S. You may have noticed that I never know what to do with the punctuation in our stories – especially since thoughts are often not full sentences. At least my shortcomings don’t show if you are listening to the weekly story or hear it on the radio.