At an Alpha Chicks lunch last month, someone suggested that I write a blog about the meaning of life. Wow. What a lofty topic! Where does one begin? I am a rather light hearted soul, not prone to passing time pondering philosophy or profound mysteries (like why do hairdressers still give people mullets—LOL!) My brief exposure to a philosophy class in college resulted in a massive headache and a dropped class. I just couldn’t find the right answer to the question, “If you planted a chair and it sprouted, would it be a chair or would it be wood?” Who cares?

So after some head scratching and brow scrunching, I decided the meaning of life is this: love. I do believe the Beatles had it right when they sang that all we need is love. Think about it—love heals, cures, and just generally makes us feel all tingly and jolly. It is one of our finest teachers of lessons in this life. Anyone who has ever loved and lost can attest to that. I have learned some of my toughest and just downright most ouchey lessons when I didn’t marry the man I thought I would. Witnessing the passing of my grandparents has been excruciating. Through it all, I found I was one strong little biddy and that I could open myself to more love when I needed help. And that I could give it in return. What a blessing.

How can you add more love into the world today? However you choose to do it,  please don’t forgive to heap it upon yourself. If we don’t love and care for ourselves first, it is really difficult to love and care for others in a healthy way. Happy loving to you!!