Thursday, February 14, 2013

love. . .

Love is much nicer to be in than an automobile accident, a tight girdle, a higher tax bracket or a holding pattern over Philadelphia.  ~Judith Viorst, Redbook, 1975



I realized today, when thinking about Valentines Day, that at some point in my life I stopped worrying about "being in love". 
I love period. And I am lucky to be loved. 



I write the word "love" very freely nowadays. I write it when responding to photographs on Flickr, I write it on blogs, I write it on Instagram. I write it at the end of an email, and sometimes even a text. I write it a lot.  I also use the word freely; telling my kids and my husband at the end of every phone call, that I love them tons, or yelling it as I head off to bed or out the door. This made me ponder a bit. Is is possible to really love so many things? Maybe I should look for a different word and save "love" for the most important phenomenons of the heart. 

Then I thought about my "love" list: 
I love this movie and  this book and this one and this one,  and so many other. I love sunsets over the ocean and sunsets over the bay at "the lake", but also sunsets over out deck. I love the smell babies and the breeze as it come off the  ocean and the smell of fresh cut grass and bread out of the over. I love how the world is so quiet  when it is blanketed after a fresh snowfall and the sound of the rain as it hit our metal roof at home, and I love these hamburgers. I love the color green and I love my camera. But I also love my iPod and love her music and hers. And I love the feel of anything knitted and sand under my feet. 

 I love the first sip of my morning latte and a glass of wine with this cheese (or almost any cheese for that matter). I so love Downton Abbey but I also must admit that I love this  and this.   And I love, love, love these guys beyond words. 


So I guess the bottom line is that I will keep flinging the word "love" around. Flinging it to the sky and the water, to my kids and my husband, to my grand-dogs and my friends. I will fling it out to the lady who has the  cute red hat on at the store and the new mamma as I gaze at her precious newborn who is sleeping in her arms at the park. I will utilize it freely, uninhibited with gusto and passion. 

Happy Valentines Day! 




Love, 
Cathy xoxox

PS: here is the recipe for the cookies. hers are much prettier than mine, but they are really good. 

5 comments:

  1. There is certainly not enough LOVE in the world, so keep flinging it around. It is a good thing :) Happy Valentine's Day!

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  2. I like your phrase "slinging the word love around"....I think maybe we should all fling it alittle more often...In today's world of hurt and pain, it can never be said too much....

    Happy Valentine's Day

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  4. Great post. I love reading about love. :) Fling away! Happy weekend.

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