Learning on Love Day
I have waited all day to write this post. I had considered all month what I would write on "Love Day." That's what we call Valentine's Day in our house. With so many small children, it is so much easier to say - and a heck of a bit cuter.
It seemed natural to write about my love of learning - after all, this is Joyful Jubilant Learning. We all come together to share in our thirst for knowledge and find in each other our own drive to share and know. It seemed so natural - it felt cliche. I really don't get inspired by cliche.
I waited all day to become inspired. I did some work, walked the mall, talked to friends, talked to strangers, hugged my children and kissed my husband. Nothing that drove me to the keyboard. I hate days like that.
Frustrated yet again by one of my greatest passions, I had no desire to write. But I wanted to. Sounds strange, doesn't it? Unless you are a writer. Putting nouns and verbs together in a way that makes you want to do it again is one of the most aggravatingly wonderful things in the world.
And now, I am inspired. I will not write about the love of learning on Love Day. Instead, let's talk about what I learned about love.
Unconditional love does not mean unconditional like. I believe in the former fully - the latter, not at all. I love to write unconditionally. It fills a void, creates a passion and leaves a mark. These things I adore. It also tasks my emotions, strains my brain and breaks my heart. There is nothing I like in that.
However, I learned I do not require unconditional like. In fact, those moments of difficulty remind me why I love it so much. It challenges me. It dares me to be a better person. It dangles the vision of the future me that I am journeying towards. It causes me to keep walking the path of learning.
On Love Day, that lesson is better than a heart shaped box of chocolates.
Post author April Groves is the author of Making Life Work For You providing information on community, success, and life management, and My Beautiful Chaos, a personal weblog which celebrates her family and friends, and her spirit of play.
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