For moment we are going to toss caution to the wind.
Because , it isn't winter.
It's late spring.
And we are barefoot . Our toes are in the grass and we are laughing over the antics of our children and life in general.
Sit down on a log . Let it be dusk. And let's all catch fireflys in a mason jar.
It's all like a country song huh ?
The truth is..... We still have six weeks left of winter.
And I don't have a yard that we could sit on a log or catch fireflys .
Actually it's February. The Love month. We had big plans for this month. And then they crashed and burned . For real.
It's not a huge deal.... I'm looking forward to celebrating Valentines Day ~ I'm just not quit sure HOW we will celebrate it.
But I find myself asking about what true love looks like to me.
Along with 142578808643278985212578 bloggers out there that are also posting about love.
For me :
Love is a Saviour on a cross dying for the sins of humanity.
Love goes beyond the wedding vows and the days of youthful luster.
Love is a labor that can never expect a reward for It's efforts.
Love is prayer.
Love is the uniform my husband wears to protect the freedom of our nation.
Love stays. Even after you don't feel "in love" .
Love is humbly cleaning the house for the upteenth time.
Love gives a darn. It cares.
Love builds a fire and reaches the coldest part of a hurting spouses soul.
Love changes diapers and wipes dirty faces.
Love nurtures and cherishes .
Love. TRUE love is never ,EVER, ending.
I purpose. This year to pursue love ♥
Love you, Mrs.Hooah