By now, those who have the glorious privilege of being in love are recovering from a weekend of realizing that significant blessing in their lives. I for one, have celebrated it realizing: Love Is In The Leftovers, and telling my daughter about love: Don’t settle For Anything Less. I am deeply blessed to have a man that loves me, takes care of me and honors me.
However, it’s always this time of year that my heart stretches beyond my swooning heart and reaches into the lives of the broken-hearted. We all have many people in our lives who have a desperate ache this time of year, whatever the circumstances. I for one, have precious close friends who are experiencing a pain they never thought they would have. This weekend found them trembling with fear, questioning their future, and wondering how in the world they ended up alone. Their pain penetrates deep into their crumbled hearts, for a love that has died. It had crashed and burned on the tundra of heavy worn years of decay. Over 30 years of marriage, and it’s all over. An entire life filled with hopes and dreams for their children, and beyond such wonder is the fulfillment of growing old together. Gone.
I have spent a lot of time praying for those dear friends of mine, and the countless others who have to suffer the heartache of having a life without love. As Valentine’s Day rolls around, I find myself thinking about the friends I know in loveless marriages, and so many more that have succumbed to living alone forever. I always feel compelled to do something for them… something. Anything to help them at least feel loved by me.
One year I sent a dozen roses to a friend who continued to yearn for a better marriage, and found herself hopeless. I knew she wouldn’t be getting anything romantic for Valentine’s Day, so I changed that. I pray it helped.
This year, amidst flying around town doing errands and swinging through school functions… I knew I had to do something for at least ONE of my friends. My heart was so heavy for her, facing this first Valentine’s Day alone. I decided to ‘exit out’ of one activity at school to run a few more stops to deliver on her doorstep some tokens of love.
A super size dark chocolate bar. A lovely valentine. And a big framed poster about the love of friendship.
It wasn’t enough to mend her broken heart, this I know. But it was something in place of an empty day. I prayed it would be at least that.
I have not stopped thinking about her, and another friend whom I adore- going through such incredibly difficult turns in their life. Life without love… is hard enough. But after having a life full of love, and then losing it? And watching it shatter into a million sharp toxic pieces? Perhaps worse.
Would you do me a favor? I would just love for you to join me in sharing love with anyone in your life that is suffering from a broken empty heart. It could be as simple as a prayer, a phone call, or a sweet note. Even now, after the ‘big day’ has passed… it’s still worth something.
There are people who are fulfilled without a significant love in their life, and they may feel complete and at peace about their circumstances. Good for THEM! I absolutely honor that.
It’s those whose hearts are longing for love. Longing for what is lost. Or longing for what could be…
Lets all add a little love to their hearts today. Maybe, just maybe…
They won’t feel love-less.