puppy dog lies won't hide the truth

Wherever you are in love, I want to be that whisper, that antidote to the Am I doing it right? Did I blow it? Will it ever happen for me? and say, Where you are is good. Start here. It's imperfect and it always will be. It will be fierce and ordinary and torn and mended again. We will circle back and start once more. The goal is not some happily ever after, but a happily ever now. from Andrea at Superhero

And so here we are, a silly holiday that's sole purpose is to make a lot of us feel like crap. Single or not, happy or not, most of us will be disappointed today.

You will wake up in the morning and your expectations for a gift, a gesture, something that you had set your heart on receiving, will not be what you wanted. You will be disappointed.

Tonight when i come to your table i will try my very best to make it the perfect dinner you hope for, but i can't fix all the hurt you have felt, bring back those perfect moments, ensure that everything goes right. Perhaps your martini will not taste exactly like your memory holds it from that time, that perfect night you remember so well in your memory of taste.

It's all expectation. Perhaps, if we learn to expect less, hope for more. Be content with what we have. Learn to love ourselves. Perhaps, we can accept that love is not always a great thing, not always worthy of a celebration. Love is hard. It tears us open, lays our heart on the floor, pins it up on the wall for darts to strike it. We are lucky to find love in all it's complication in our lives. Ebbing and flowing, reminding us that we are flawed and alive.