This is a love letter.
If you know me at all, I’m pretty sure I’ve had a conversation with you about love. I’ve been on a life-long journey to understand it. I mean, I guess we all are, but I’m the kinda person that, as soon as it’s not awkward, asks everyone I know what they feel inside when they feel loved. Like, what does it mean? What do you feel? How do you know? :)
Generally, people try their best to explain. But, often they find there aren’t words. It’s not — unfortunately —something you can intellectualise. Or so says my therapist. She says this is one thing you feel. But, I neeed words. I neeeeeed them. I’m a writer. I need to be able to know with words. :)
This year, I got words.
This year has been one of the hardest I’ve had in….well, a while. AND, it was the year that I felt in my bones that love does exist. Or as Hugh Grant in Love Actually says, “Love is all around” (yes, terribly problematic movie, but still.) People I knew and didn’t know surrounded me in a way I’ve never felt before, and it has brought me to tears over an over. I can never truly explain what it felt like - except that somewhere in my heart, something came alive this year and said, “love is for you. It’s everywhere, and you don’t have to earn it. In fact, you can’t.”
I have to believe that every time we put a loving word or action out into the universe, it changes the world, even if it’s on a microscopic. level. Our world needs this desperately, so today, I put it back out into the world.
This is a love letter to every person who showed up in my life this year and reminded me that love is for me. For the little messages that you sent, for the gifts, for the meals you made, for the friendship….for it all. I can never ever explain how much you mean to me.
May I show up in your life every day and remind you of the same. <3