The Beginning

 

It is Monday and I can imagine how most of us have restored to factory settings. We are tired, actually, because of all the efforts, we put to please our loved ones.

You probably quarreled yesternight because of the gifts that were given.

You might have thought of how expensive the dinner was.

Now, it is Monday morning and you are thinking of escaping the presence of your beloved. 

You can finally shed off the mask.

But how about we reflect on some things.

Love is a beautiful thing, it doesn't have to be celebrated once a year. 

Remember, the days when your love was ripe in its initial stages, the long conversations you had, the long walks you enjoyed as you felt the breeze. You got comfortable after you won the love. 

I hope this year's Valentine's will not make you bitter but will be a wake-up call that love is a verb that needs both parties present to work on the relationship.

This should be a reminder of the joyous past that you enjoyed and go back to the things that you once did for your partner. 

These 'perfect' couples that we idolize did not just happen. They worked on it. They did not wait for Valentine's day. They loved each other on labor day and hero's day. Even, on days they did not feel like it. 

So, take time to work on your union.

Before you wake up from your bed with thoughts of how you have spent too much for a day, take time and pause.

I hope you do not find your partner as the nagging and unappreciative type because you brought them a gift and they desired you to cook for them or fix something in the house.

May this be the beginning of you re-learning your partner, their love language, their desires. Take time to listen to your partner. Listen through their words and actions.

I know some of us, went the extra mile to clear the schedules to be with our loved ones, you canceled the meetings, had a nanny to take care of your babies so you could enjoy the dinner. This will be the beginning of being intentional in creating time for the relationship. Let it be consistent. We create time for things and people we love. Prioritize that relationship.

The weekend had our hand in hand with the love of our lives. We spoke softly and felt each other's heartbeats. We did not have to shout to make our points, our eyes spoke volumes and communicated desires. 

Hopefully, this will be the beginning of solving issues, because it won't always be perfect, in a civilized way. It will not be a matter of who shouts the most, who is right, and a competition. It will not be a matter of winning against each other but fighting from the same page.

Yesterday we called our partners Babe, Baby, Mi Amor, love and you did not choke. We did not call them dogs, idiots, the pain of my life, worst mistakes or so and so father. May this be the beginning of being loving in your relationship. The pet names can work wonders. It feels nice being called Baby.

This past weekend, there were no suspicious headaches, backaches, and unimaginable ways. Things went down. This should be the beginning of the end of self-imposed diseases and enjoy every minute of the rising of occasions and that you will be cheerful givers.

I hope this is the beginning of a happily ever after because it is possible. I believe in love, loving, and be loved. Love is a medicine that cures so many things. Love is a beautiful thing. Enjoy loving and being loved and as our theme of the year says, be intentional in making your love work.

The grass is not green on the other side. It is greener where it is watered. 

Don't wait for next year. Begin today. Get out of bed and love your person. Rewrite your love story today.