What ‘Love’ Means to Me

Hi, friends!

HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY!

This day causes mixed emotions for different people. I know people who love this holiday and spend it with their other half and/or their children, there are other people I know who absolutely hate this holiday because they think it’s stupid, and there is a good handful of people I know who do not care at all about Valentine’s Day. As for myself, I would say I relate a little with each of the groups I’ve mentioned. I like spending Valentine’s Day with those I love, but there are times where I hate it because I think love should be celebrated everyday, and there are also times where I couldn’t care less about Valentine’s Day and all it’s connected with.

There are many things that people relate to Valentine’s Day; dates, romance, hearts, chocolates, flowers, etc. — but the overlying concept of Valentine’s Day is love. Love can mean different things to different people, or even different times of your life.

I want to take today, the day of love, to share about what ‘love’ means to me.

Love is more than just a word and definitely more than just a feeling. Love is the reason I’m still here, still fighting. If I didn’t have the people in my life who love me, I wouldn’t be here.

As I’ve said before, I’ve been through a lot and the things I’ve experienced took a toll on me mentally and emotionally. More often than not, I shut everyone out because I don’t want anyone to know what I’m dealing with. In doing so, my thoughts begin to consume me. I think about how no one loves me, no one cares for me, no one would miss me if I was gone, how I’m useless and hopeless, and how things will never get better. I thought these things for so long that they became more than just thoughts, they became my  truth.

It wasn’t until I started breaking down the walls I’ve built and finally began opening up to others that I realized there are people in my life who truly and genuinely love me. I never doubted my own love towards others, but I always questioned their love for me. Whether it was my family, friends, or the person I was dating, I would always just assume that no one really loved me — but I was wrong. I thank God everyday for opening my eyes to the things I couldn’t see because I was blinded by my own insecurities.

Love is and always will be the reason I keep going.

I love God and will continue to live out His plan for me.
I love my family and I don’t ever want them to think that they weren’t enough.
I love my nieces and nephews and want to be a good role model for them.
I love the next generation and want to see them prove the world wrong.
It’s because of this love that I am learning how to love myself.

For those of you spending today with your loved ones, remember to cherish them. If you’re spending today alone, don’t you dare think that you aren’t loved. There are people in your life who love you, if you let them.
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