Thursday, February 17, 2011

My Homeless Valentine



The most important thing in life is to learn how to give out love, and to let it come in.

 This is my little hippie-child Valentine and her Valentine. HE is the one one we were shopping for when I learned just how washed up I am. Ha! Laugh or cry...either way, it seems my time has passed...I've had my day.

Or so, that's what she says. Now, it's all about her...and HIM. Oh boy! Man, teenagers have a whole different perspective than the rest of us. I wasn't like that. *snickers*.

Anyway, back to my original intent here. So, upon coming home at the end of the  day on Valentine's, I asked hippie-child, "How was your Valentine's Day?" She responded "Good! How was yours?" Well, at first thought, it was a day like any other day withstanding a little side trip downtown to the local rescue mission to deliver some needed items to a guy who assured me I would find him standing on the corner, as did I.

In an effort to make my day sound a little love-ly, I jokingly replied, I've been out spreading the love! With her witty nature, she was quick to cantor from the other room " but,Did you get any?" For a moment, I tilted my head in recollection then an amazing realization sprung from within, warming my heart in a way I had not thought of during my day.

"Well, YES! Yes, I did, come to think of it" I happily replied after relishing in a moment of mental gratitude. All the while I was much intent on spreading love to my homeless friend, I had missed the meaning of what I  had received in return.

A hug and an I love you from my homeless Valentine.

Each one of them is Jesus in disguise.

Mother Teresa 


Chickee said...

hahahaa!! I will bet hippie child did a double take before realizing what you meant. Ain't it great that a silly comment from her opened your eyes. =)

Liz said...

And now you've spread how His love multiplies to your readers... Looks like love has found a home. :)

deb said...

oh! oh my. oh my paige.

i love you too.