Chocolate and Other Notions of Love

Love is not about chocolate

Though it’s a sweet for the soul

And the taste can bring on ecstasy

Love is not about perfume

Though it’s more heady and intoxicating than the finest, most costly scent when it’s new and all-consuming

Love is not about jewels

Though it’s the shiniest thing on earth

If it’s real and true

Love is not about presents

Though it’s about presence

About friendship, thoughtful attention, commitment, and often, sacrifice

Love is not about candlelight, heart-shaped pizzas, sumptuous meals, sentimental serenades,     silky, lacy, racy, lingerie, romantic rendezvous, or rapturous intimacy

Though it may include all these things

It’s not a random, mushy, gushy feeling, but a patient, continuous choice

Real love abides in the raw and gritty

Real love stands firm in joy bubbling up and tumultuous trouble

Real love soldiers on through the mind-numbing mundane and the most wretched grief

Real love stays, affirms, celebrates, supports, serves, and forgives

Real love lasts

If you know this extraordinary love

You are blessed above all

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Happy Valentine’s Day, my friends! Thanks for reading! The feature pic is a combination and edit of three of my photos. Footer from Pixabay. Posts come out when I feel like it. 😀 Scroll down to the bottom of the page to follow me or sign up to receive my posts via email. Follow me on Instagram. Take a peek at my Redbubble store Pollyeloquent.redbubble.com and my clothing design page on Le Galeriste. Thank you for giving me some of your precious time!

News Flash: You are NOT Enough

I don’t remember a lot of lack growing up. My parents worked hard to provide for us. We weren’t wealthy, but we had what we needed with some extras, with the exception of socks. I remember having a lack of socks. I regularly, and with no small amount of chagrin, annoyedimg_0320 my sister, stealing her socks, because my sock drawer always seemed to be bare. I don’t remember asking my mother for socks. I’m sure she’d have coughed up the socks, if I’d have expressed my need to her. To this day, I can’t get enough socks and if I had a wad of cash, I’d be spending it on gobs of unique socks. Continue reading “News Flash: You are NOT Enough”

Mountains are for Climbing

Many of you know, if you’ve been reading my blog for awhile, that I struggle with an eating disorder. You can read more about that here. Lately, with the ongoing threat of Covid and the increased patient load at my workplace (you can read about what I do here), I’ve been succumbing to the urge to rapidly consume the contents of my cupboards, healthy or otherwise. I recently took the important step of booking an appointment to see a professional about my problem. I’ve always been a self-helper. Whenever my behaviours resulted in too many unpleasant outcomes, I would read widely on my issues and adopt new coping strategies. Often, this would produce small, lasting changes, but I’m finally ready to admit that I’ve done what I can and I need another’s perspective and guidance. Continue reading “Mountains are for Climbing”