Love love love

Flowers, chocolates, laughter, love.

I love Valentine's day and everything that is associated with it. I love displays of affection, hugs, kisses, holding hands, flowers "just because" and anything that screams "I love you and I am obsessed with you whole-heartedly".

I love love. I love reading about love, seeing love, experiencing it of course. I think love is such a beautiful feeling and worth diving into in the most vulnerable of ways. A couple of weeks ago I was debating whether I am okay with a "grow into, build it from the ground up" type of love in the absence of an extraordinary fireworks and butterflies kind of love. I am not sure if this was the wrong pick for me but I want to try my luck with finding the fireworks and butterflies. I don't think I would live up to the standard of love that I ultimately desire if I essentially made the choice to settle for anything but fireworks and butterflies. I am okay with this decision.

That being said, I cannot wait to have that sweep-you-off-your-feet type of love. I look forward to it.

But until then, I will love my friends, my family, and the people and things that make me happy. I will continue on my self-growth journey and learn about my own happiness and how that comes about. I will catch flights, go on road trips, and make memories.

Love is love no matter what form it comes in and I fricken love my life. I love my amazing supporting family, my incredible work environment, my trips planned for the year, the memories I am making and everything in between.

Love fricken rocks!