I was twenty something and I warned him not to tell me if he had fallen in love with me. “Keep that to yourself.” I said. He laughed. I was serious. Mostly because words at that point in my life meant very little. Show me. “It’s okay if you show me, ” I told him. That Christmas I suppose he couldn’t help himself and the words after his signature in my card read “I love you.” He admitted that almost a month in he had fallen in love with me, and that day at lunch I told him not to tell me he had a card in his pocket that he wanted to give me that expressed those exact sentiments.
I promise I am not anti love. In fact I am so pro love that I am looking forward to spending this month talking about Falling in Love. Super corny, with fall just beginning, but I couldn’t (or maybe wouldn’t) help myself. But not just romantically with other people, but in love with ourselves and the very things that make us who we are. I look forward to having a few guest on the blog to talk about falling in love with their work, in love with healthy relationships, and with helping others. Love is a many splendid thing. Plus after we fall, allow ourselves to get mess in it, love has the power to transform our lives. You would be surprised with how much you can do when you harness the power of love, but first, you gotta be willing to fall in love. Happy weekending! Until Monday! xxoo