Love means to love that which is unlovable, or it is no virtue at all. G.K. Chesterton
Ah, Valentine’s Day.
In the midst of the hearts and doilies and hand-rolled truffles made from rare Bolivian cocoa nibs with hot hot Argentinian chili powder and Australian wood opal rings from the Spirit of the Earth in Santa Fe and trips to Paris for the weekend (yeah, right) and small plastic vases shaped suspiciously and beautifully like Ivory dish soap bottles colored by the hand of a four-year-old and chocolates in the shape of bagpipes shipped for exorbitant sums from Scotland because a certain teenager has a certain BOYFRIEND who plays the pipes–in the midst of all that heartfulness, let’s remember to love unlovable people, too.
It’s so easy to love the lovable ones. And so much harder to love the unlovable ones.
This month, the fabulous Skirt! magazine has published one of my earlier essays to remind us to do just that. Who are the unlovable people in your life? How would loving them change them? More importantly, how would it change you? Love on.
[wonderful replica of a human heart made from tiny little Valentine heart candies, from here]
