once given never forgotten, never let it disappear ~John Lennon
I remember my first day in freshman English and our assignment was to define love. I don't remember what I wrote, but my definition through the years since then has broadened to encompass much more than what an eighteen-year-old's conception could ever possibly be. Our understanding of such an elusive thing grows and broadens with age and maturity... but only if we allow it and many don't. One simple way is to simply hold back with our opinions and not feel compelled to place a damper on how someone else expresses themselves with their art, and more broadly, the very way they choose how to thrive. How you define it might, and probably does, differ from mine, but true love to me is the unconditional act of allowing ourselves and others to thrive, a small yet difficult act, but with huge rewards.
Valentine's Day shouldn't be just a day for lovers; i