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LOVESTRUCK



Love is in the air..and cupid
is probably stocking up on his bows and arrows.It’s Valentine’s day again and the only problem I have with this day is the that it’s not yet qualified to be a public holiday( we all know we need one). This ceremonious ‘red’ day has got its perks, to some it’s the receiving of gifts and to others it’s just another booming business from yet another commercialized holiday.
It’s a sweet day for some and for others, its merely another day living life’s routine. From my perspective and from what I love about Valentines Day is the obvious reason; LOVE. Whether you are a hopeless romantic or not, the fact is love is important! A lot has been said about love and my intention for writing this post won’t be a duplicate of those romantic love songs or poetry because love is more than the romantic side.I may be close to being a hopeless romantic, but  today I all I can share is my lessons on what love is, the shortened version.

Taking a day off just to remember someone you love and cherish is a wonderful gesture, but the sad bit is taking 1 day out of 366 days to remember that love. Life can get busy and I can’t blame anyone for that. But who said that love should only be shown in terms of one day gifts of red roses, chocolate and whatever gifts people get. Love is a big thing shown in the least of ways. A lesson I have learnt, not because of falling in love but because of being shown love. I have a weak spot for my mother, and thoughts about her always seem to make me melt inside because I have never known (in my 21 years of life) a human being so capable of love that it overwhelms me. I have fallen in love and fallen out of love with others, but the one person that has showed me the eternity behind love is my mother. It’s not always a bed of roses with her and I know how stubborn I get, lastborn syndrome carries with its very many silly tantrums. She doesn’t have to tell me how much she loves me on a daily basis or shower me with gifts, and she can be away from me yet somehow she will always show that love.Even with perfect strangers, her love know no bounds...it slowly grows on you. She is  a creature of true love and time spent with her has given me the best life lessons on love. Through her, I have the best gift of love no money can buy; I have my family. Not the most perfect, scratch that, my family is far from perfect. Far from perfect not because  I have weirdoes in my family or unbearable siblings, but because I have normal human beings with all  sorts of defaults but whose imperfections make my love for them the best kind of love I can give and receive.
My 4 amazing siblings, my adorable little nieces and my tough strong papa. Some of them might be far from me right now, but I know they will read this, so here is to my Valentines(plural) I APPRECIATE YOU AND LOVE YOU WITH ALL MY HEART…MY HEAVEN ON EARTH.

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