Buried treasure

This past weekend, I cleaned out a set of drawers that had gone way too long without seeing the light of day. They’re in a small piece of furniture that’s been relatively easy to move, while filled, from place to place for years now. It’s not like I never go through it. It’s just that there are parts of it that I take for granted as “that stuff” – packages of files, photos, and other remnants that I basically just leave be every time, and work around. 

This time, I decided to unpack them. 

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Full circle

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What if celebrating love were entirely about the giving, rather than the receiving? What if the whole point of a day dedicated to l’amour was to tell as many people as possible that youlove them?

What if none of them said they loved you back, and it didn’t matter? If the giving – which doesn’t in fact diminish your own personal supply of love within you no matter how much you lay out – was all that mattered? Read More