What if it's true...?
Today was a good day.
There were bagels and coffee, enjoyed in bed.
There was a long stint of reading, also in bed.
There was a necklace, a scarf, and a beautiful bouquet of flowers.
There was a basketball game, which my son's team won.
There was dinner at my mother's house.
Three of us settled in on my mother's big comfy couch.
I read while Steve and Kristiana napped on either side of me.
My daughter went to bed before 8 pm.
My husband and son are doing what they do: watching sports downstairs.
Since then I've been doing what I do: reading, once again in bed.
(The book I'm reading, The Hour I First Believed by Wally Lamb, is the perfect novel to escape into for hours at a time. I'm more than 200 pages into it - and I started it this morning!)
A little while ago, I put the book down.
Snuggled down under my comforter.
Started thinking again.
Asking questions again.
Mentally wandering down a few streets and across a few plazas I've explored by foot.
Remembering friends and loved ones, far and near.
And I wondered to myself:
What if it's true?
What if love is all you need?
Happy Love Day!
*All the photos are from last summer's journey to, through,
and returning from San Francisco.