Today and every day.
Six years ago I mailed 35 hand-drawn and cut-out paper hearts to unsuspecting recipients. No note, no return address. Simple love from a secret admirer. On Valentine's Day, I revealed myself as the sender with the following post:
"Chances are, right this minute, there are people in your life who respect and love you for who you are. Too many to count, and some you don't even know yet.
(Yes, just like the Bridget Jones moment. Gets me every time.)
If your paper heart didn't arrive, don't despair. Consider this it.
I'm glad you're in my life. The smiles and laughter we share. Knowing you're out there supporting and believing in me.
These little hearts say Right Back Atcha.
Next time you need a pick-me-up, remember these hearts. They stand for someone thinking you are the bees-knees as one of my recipients might say.
Better yet, share your heart with someone else. Tell them, and show them, you love them just as they are. It's what this holiday is all about."
This week, six years later, postcards were anonymously sent to loved ones and left for strangers with the simple phrase, "You are loved today and every day."
Wherever you are, whatever you're doing, know how infinitely loved you are -- and how deserving of love you are -- just for being yourself.
Feel the love coming to you, surrounding you, lifting you up, and know that it's here always. This isn't one day out of the year. This is your whole life filled with love. Let it in.
Let yourself receive love.
And then go out there and love everyone else, too. We all need it.