The past year has taught me a lot about love. Love is not about fear, ego, or judgment.
It's the guy who travels across the world and shows up on your doorstep with the hope that things just might work out. It's the friend who makes you feel like she's the lucky one, even though she gave you her heart, home, and clothes off her back when you needed it. It's friends who listen to your crazy rants and make you feel like you have an important place in the world. It's family who takes you in without blinking.
Love is patient, kind and unconditional. It knows no distance. It is a reason to wake up in the morning, and the motivation to want to get up and do it all again a little better tomorrow.
Happy love day. I don't believe in commercial holidays, but I'll be damned if I don't believe in love.