love actually

There have been multiple debates lately over the movie "Love Actually" because it's the movies ten year anniversary. Some people can't get enough and consider it a Holiday classic and others think it's a terrible take on love that has absolutely nothing to do with Christmas. I fall somewhere in the middle. I enjoy it the same way I do any romantic comedy. It's heartwarming and hopeful but also unrealistic and contrived. So on that note I wanted to wax poetic for a moment and lament on what love actually is to me lately.

Love is staying in my pj's for the better part of the day, snuggling with my animal and watching cheesy movies.
Love is going to get Thai food on a chilly night and then ending up at my favorite dive. Running into new and old friends and talking movies over frosty mugs of beer.
Love is having an early Christmas lunch with my mom, exchanging gifts and spending the day together.
Love is knowing that your best friend is moving away and that no amount of space or time will ever break the connection you share.
Love is watching a coworker hand a panhandler on the side of the road a ten dollar bill because she hopes he'll use it to get a warm meal on a frigid day.


Go out and love, people.