I love love. I love romance. I love happily ever after.
And Hearts … they kind of found me. Especially in a time when my life was a bit clouded, naturally-occuring hearts seemed seemed to light my path anywhere I looked.
These geometric symbols of love revealed themselves wherever I looked. They were life's reminders of love and beauty. It kind of saw it like a Heart is to Love as a Cross is to Jesus. If you love being a good Christian, you wear a cross; if you love love, you doodle hearts. Or see them - Everywhere.
I sneered at the boyfriend’s suggestion. My blog had evolved as a forum for my rants and a digital scrapbook of my life. The hearts were good background but I wasn’t sure if they were strong enough to play a lead role. Had I become better than my hearts?
I thought I’d wait for a sign.
But I couldn't just look for obvious hearts; this was early February and with Valentine’s Day hearts abound. I live next door to a Tiffany’s and this is their current campaign:
I pass this almost every day – but still, not a sign enough.
Then I got an email from someone asking me to review and write a post about this book. (They found me!)
In the trifecta of heart signs ... earlier this evening the baby girl was finishing her mushy dinner and daddy invited me to come look at her shirt. A stain in the shape of a heart.
A sign that made me stop – take a photo – and blog about.
Today, take a moment to stop, look around, and the find the love (hearts) around you.