Thank you for being you. I am constantly amazed at your beauty both inside and out. You have a smile that sets a room a blaze and your laughter is contagious. You are full of spunk and personality but yet you have a quiet sensitivity that is a tune with the needs around you.
Each time I see you, I am blown away by how much you care for me. You ask so genuinely how I am doing and you never expect anything in return. You care for people, you listen to them and you make an effort to meet their needs, always putting others first and never asking for anything in return. You inspire me to be a better person and to do the same for those around me.
Friend, you encourage me to take on the world and to be an agent of change. The way that you push through the obstacles when going gets tough and stand strong when the world is up against you, is awe-inspiring. You’re passions drive you and you take life by the horns and demand change. You’re not waiting for the world to change around you, but instead you demand it changes with you. You are a women of courage, bravery and hope.
When I first met you, I didn’t really think we had much “chemistry” so to speak. We seemed so different at first, but the more we got to know each other, the more we realized that we had so much in common. We both had a funny dimple in our right cheek, our knees seemed a bit bulgy, and our mothers had the same first name. But once we got past the physical, we realized our similarities ran deep; we were kindred spirits. Our friendship was more than a summer fling. It had a strength that no strongman could break.
Lady, you mean more to me than any passing fad, any washed up movie-star, or any boyfriend who promises me the world. On this Valentine’s day, I want to give my love letter to you because without you, I wouldn’t know what real love is.
Love isn’t about the physical romance or the smoochey Halmark cards. Love isn’t about red and white and fancy dates. Love is about standing the test of time. Love is about accepting me with my dimply cheeks and bulgy knees. Love is about taking the time to listen to my rants and offering me a Kleenex as I ugly cry infront of you. Love is seeing me for who I am even when others tell you differently. Love is about crawling into my closet with me when I want to hide my pain from the world and dancing on the city bus with me when I get excited. Love is telling me the truth when I don’t want to hear it and holding me up when that truth makes me crumble. Love is unconditional of hair colour, teeth whitening, wrinkly skin, or where you live.
Love keeps on loving, even when there seems to be no more love to give.
Love is friendship. Love is companionship. Love is you.
Happy Valentine’s Day friend.
P.S. Here’s a song about how unconditional love can be. It’s so undeserving, so beautiful and what’s needed to trust, to hope and to care.