Love doesn’t come wrapped in red cellophane. It doesn’t come in a heart shaped box full of bad chocolate. Read every card on the shelf and check all the envelopes… you will not find love there.
Love comes in each of us, expressed by what we do. You can hear it in a lullaby, a happy bark and a purr. Love comes with a smile and in the silence of words left unsaid because they were cruel. Love can sound like a baby coo.
Love can be on a subway, in an alley, a bowl of soup or bag of kibble. Love is what we do to make our world, and us, better.
Here’s my best wishes that we all find true love today.