||[Feb. 14th, 2009|08:54 am]
The best part of love isn't when everything is perfect and the moment is magical and romance is in the air. Love is when what you wanted doesn't happen, the moment is ruined because somebody slurped their soup and your stomach sounds like you swallowed a monster, romance is intermittent and still you would rather be there than with someone else even if everything were perfect.
It's when your friend isn't at their best, maybe hasn't been for awhile and their company is still a great comfort and blessing.
It's feeling like you will lose your mind if that toddler/monster doesn't stop screaming immediately, and yet being so filled with love that you want to kiss his cheeks that night when he's sleeping so he never grows a day older because you can't imagine anything more precious and beautiful.
It's even as simple as picking up your cat and saying, "This one. This kitty, I love."
However you celebrate or don't, love is beautiful and I don't believe it's ever wasted.