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This morning I watched Kieran's preschool class gather around the bags they made & taped on the wall. They stampeded to stuff them all with personalized Valentines, while keeping watchful eyes on their own to see them fill up & fall off the wall from the weight of them as well.
Do you remember that excitement from grade school, running around the desks or bags while waiting with anticipation to dig into your own stash to see what you received from your friends and maybe that special someone you had a crush on?
I still have several from my first crush back in 3rd grade tucked away in a childhood scrapbook. I almost died when he signed my senior yearbook 'Love, Scott'.
Love changes in form, intensity and expression but once I love someone... it stays in some fashion. I still believe the opposite of love is not hate but apathy. A total lack of feeling anything for someone in my life scares me more than I can express & is probably why I still am close to friends I've known since we were in diapers together.
To all my friends, past present and future, I love you. I always will. I'd run around stuffing your grade school desk full of Valentines today if I could, but none of you would recognize me as the awkward tall girl with glasses and braces. We've come a long way since the Single & Bitter party where we kicked out an old friend who was dating someone who later became my sister-in-law. Life cracks me up sometimes.
Do you remember that excitement from grade school, running around the desks or bags while waiting with anticipation to dig into your own stash to see what you received from your friends and maybe that special someone you had a crush on?
I still have several from my first crush back in 3rd grade tucked away in a childhood scrapbook. I almost died when he signed my senior yearbook 'Love, Scott'.
Love changes in form, intensity and expression but once I love someone... it stays in some fashion. I still believe the opposite of love is not hate but apathy. A total lack of feeling anything for someone in my life scares me more than I can express & is probably why I still am close to friends I've known since we were in diapers together.
To all my friends, past present and future, I love you. I always will. I'd run around stuffing your grade school desk full of Valentines today if I could, but none of you would recognize me as the awkward tall girl with glasses and braces. We've come a long way since the Single & Bitter party where we kicked out an old friend who was dating someone who later became my sister-in-law. Life cracks me up sometimes.
