A Valentine to my life

(Origami paper heart filled with hershey kisses crafted by Thyra and I courtesy of MS)

Dearest Life,

I know I often don't make you feel very appreciated. I know I grumble way too much about how hard you seem. I know sometimes I complain about you not being exciting enough, rich enough, long enough. I know I have a bad habit of comparing you to the Lives of those around me.

But here's the truth, Life:

I. love. you.

In spite of how seemingly ungrateful I can be, how casually I treat you and how wasteful I can be with the gift that you are, I'm more in love with you than ever before.

Thank you for your gentle reminders that I am a blessed woman. That God, the giver of you has bestowed breath again today.

Thank you for pointing out in your tender way, that even though the babies are sick yet again, there's a stack of bills to be paid, and I'm bone-tired, it is because of you, this Valentine's day is the sweetest yet.

There are no flowers this year, no candlelight dinners or chocolate hearts, but I have you, and the ones I love around me, and I can't think of anything more romantic than that.

Affectionately yours,

Sharmilla B.