This is from one of my favorite authors, Glennon Doyle Melton.
Happy VALENTINES Day!
REAL love is not pink and fluffy and rose-y and butterflies. Real love is not shiny and whole and smiling serenely. Real love is not holding hands while running through fields of sunflowers or gazing over chardonnay while wearing sexy dresses and opening boxes of diamonds. It’s just not. That stuff is something else. That stuff is something that can be packaged and sold, which is why we see a lot of it this time of year.
Real love is tough as nails. Real love is busted up and scuffed and a little jagged and exhausted. Real love is a nightmare at 1 am and a fever at 3 am and everybody else up at 6 and work at 9. Real love is ten Band-Aids when there’s not a scrape to be seen. Real love is losing your temper seven times and apologizing eight times. Real love is overwhelmed and exhausted and just DONE at the end of each day.
Real love is ADHD and autism and hurt feelings and sucky report cards and cancer and daddy’s gone and listen, babies– This is life, this is brutiful life — and there is still much beauty to be found. Let’s find it together. Real love is knowing that tears of exhaustion are not signs that you’re on the wrong track — tears of exhaustion are confirmation that you are pouring out every bit of your heart and soul and body and mind and energy in service to your people. And that means, perhaps, that you are on the right track. That you are living out a mission worthy of you. Tears of exhaustion are often a badge of honor.
HERE’S ALL KINDS OF REAL LOVE. LET’S CELEBRATE ALL OF THEM!
And this is from my beautiful Mom who LOVINGLY wrote about her aunt and my great aunt who is 101 years old and my INSPIRATION to live a long and healthy life to 103 years old!
Yesterday was Aunt Helen’s 101st Birthday, My Dear Mom’s oldest Sister. (Oh how I miss My Sweet Mom) The Taylor Family had a Birthday Dinner for my Aunt, last night. They played a Jeopardy History game using Answers from Grandpa and Grandma Johnson’s life.
Fun! Memories! Relatives! Family! Great Heritage! Simply Amazing Family!
It is so cool to have a 101 Year Old Aunt!!! Growing up, I always admired Aunt Helen’s ability to make everyone feel better after being around her. She always has a story to tell, makes plates of goodies for special occasions, very active in this game of life, and just loves everyone. To this day, Aunt Helen can get up and walk faster than most people, she still remembers everything, and even asked about my kids, by name, until a year ago. One of my cousin’s started an aerobics class several years ago and was surprised to see the older woman in the class, that could do every move, ?was her Grandmother, my dear Aunt Helen.
My Mom always said I have Aunt Helen’s genes. She is 47 years older than me. WOW!!! I would sure see a lot of changes in the world, if I do live as long as her. A Century ago was so much different than now. Horse and buggy and outhouses, no cars, no planes, no plumbing, no phones, no electricity, no amazon, no golf, and no huge mega grocery stores. People actually walked over to their friends home to have real conversations with each other, complete with hugs!
A few weeks ago, our son, Sean, was listening to his Great Aunt Helen tell about corralling the cows when she was a kid. Her friend and her would get in trouble for riding the cows. (Cows evidently don’t produce the same amount of milk if they are ridden, she explained). She stated how much fun they had riding cows and how not very many people ride cows. Then Sean said, “I don’t ride cows, but I trade cows!” We all laughed so hard!
Times have changed, but when I am around My Dear Aunt Helen, I feel that same magnificent feeling of her gentle love and her kind soul!!
Truly Intriguing example!!!