My eldest aunt called this morning sharing the best Valentine’s Day gift anyone could imagine, love in its sincerest form. I later called my mom to share the same kind of warmth that no card, candy, nor long-stemmed rose could ever properly represent. How fortunate to have such a depth of appreciation and unconditional respect for the strong women we have become throughout the years. My aunt is in her 80s and still a feisty force of wit and wisdom. Our elders hold great answers for those listening closely.
Rather than the sappy Hallmark card version of what tends to surface on Feb. 14, I’ll reflect on a greater love today _ the bond among family, friends and self. It’s a beautiful thing.