A Special Kind of Love

Sunday — A Taste of Flava

I find that on my weekends lately, I’ve been hanging out on my couch watching Netflix… yes, girly movies… love stories.

And they make me smile.

I still believe in perfect, safe, worthwhile love.

At 66, do I still dream of it?

Yes.

From time to time, I do.

I wholeheartedly love My Peace, and I have loved him since I was a teenager.

That is over 50 years of honest love.

There is something beautiful about that to me.

To be honest, I have been more focused on my body and what is going on with it. I have had to put some things to the side because I am not as mobile as I would like to be.

Life shifts.

Sometimes your focus has to shift with it.

But if I could get out and about more easily, I know exactly what I would be doing.

I would be over at his place on Saturdays, learning football, drinking ginger beer, grabbing something to eat and watching a late-night movie.

Life with him is so simple and perfect.

I love my time with him.

And I honestly do miss my time with him.

Maybe that is part of why I love love stories so much.

They remind me that love can be soft.

Simple.

Comforting.

Safe.

They remind me that even in a hard season of life, there is still room to smile at something sweet.

So on this Sunday, I am wishing you a special kind of love… whatever that looks like for you.

Romantic love.

Peaceful love.

Healing love.

Steady love.

And truly, self-love is one of the best kinds of love we can experience.

Happy Sunday.

From Flava in Her Tower 🌻