The heart is a work horse. It never stops. It’s always beating away tirelessly. If it stops, you die. It’s that simple. If it takes just a short break, you’re in serious trouble. If it hiccups, you’ve got a problem. Your body can even be “alive” when you’re brain dead as long as your heart is still beating. It’s critical to a happy existence, well, any existence at all. I think love is the same way. I have never felt as alive as I do when I am with my beautiful wife and family. My heart even beats faster when Cami comes close. That love of family and the love they have for me is what powers my life. Without it I wouldn’t amount to much. That love provides me motivation to succeed in my career and strive to become the best person I can be. It performs the same function for my life as my heart provides for my body: it gives me a life.
This February as I see hearts everywhere I will reflect on what love means to me and what those I love mean to me. What will you do?