You love buying fresh stalks of pussy willow every Lunar New Year. They stay in their long cylindrical vase until a year has passed and it’s time to buy new stalks.
There was a girl at a café. Her hair an unruly mop; her mom would complain, “Too short!” How will you attract boys? is what her mom meant. The girl didn’t care. She was content to sit in the café and sip her coffee, watching other girls talking to their silly boys. Coffee is better than boys, she decided.
You are the same as the most beautiful and amazing day of my life and I don’t think that I can be more blessed than this.
It doesn’t take me four hours (much less months or years) to figure this out and it’s no secret: I’m so in love with you.
Joy, more than I’ve words, when you tell me you’re as deeply in love with me as I am with you.
Thank you, and yes oh yes oh yes!
We are reminded constantly not to judge others, to have empathy and a kind heart. This is good advice. Sometimes we apply it, sometimes we don’t.
But rarely do we employ this counsel on ourselves. We judge ourselves harshly, crueler perhaps than our verdicts on friends and strangers alike. The money that we have, our jobs, our weight and waistlines. Our love life or lack thereof. We are not kind to ourselves.