Happy Valentine's Day World, I love you.

I woke up this morning in an east facing room to see the sun rise over the fingers of the trees in the forest preserve half a block away.  It occurred to me that the reason people write is that they begin to understand their own world in a new way when they write about it.  I was looking out the window at the sun rising on the snow and the little Christmas village that is my neighborhood and I recognized something.

The house across the street from ours is the product of the constant work and love of the couple inside.  They met about 70 years ago and have really lived a life devoted to each other and their family.  In the early morning light you can see that the house feels loved, I know the people inside feel it.

One of our baby sitters, when the children were really small,  was very old and is gone now.  She said one of my favorite things about our house.  She said that it was filled with love.  Some times people look beneath the surface and bless you.  She is a wonderful memory to have on Valentine's Day.

I wish you all the ability to see the love that surrounds you.  You know you live in love.