Love – L – A to Z Challenge

You are loved!

Someone or something within this universe loves you.
There is someone looking up to you.
There is someone willing to help you. Just ask.

You are loved!

If you don’t show up for work, without a warning, your colleagues might wonder or even worry, where you are.
If you go quiet on your blog, your Instagram, there will be people asking themselves where you are. Maybe they will send out a message to see if you are ok.
If you are selling the big issue and are no longer coming, the passerbys will hope in their hearts that you are ok, that you found a good path to walk, that you won’t be selling the big issue again, that you are living a better life.
If you forget that you have a lesson or when you are not showing up to an event without warning. Someone will worry.

When Notre-Dame burnt on Monday, there was a wave of love.

When the Bataclan attack happened in November 2015, the love that circulated was impressive. I received many kind words on my blog. I send messages to check if everyone I knew was fine.

When my mother passed away, a person loving me from before I was born, loving me from the moment of my conception, a strong source of love for me was ripped from my life. Many people loved her and love her. The love I received from friends and strangers after her death was overwhelming.

You are loved!

You are loved! This message is always spread by Ra, who blogs on Rarasaur. It is a message that we should spread more.

You are loved!

Love is vast. Love is magic. Love might be hard to define, but it exists, in various shapes and intensities.

A child's love for their parents.
A child's love for their sisters and brothers.
Their cousins, grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, great-grandparents, their family.
The love for a dear friend.
The love for a lover.
The love for a stranger.
A parent's love for their children.
The love for fellow humans.
The cat loves its owner, just think of the snuggles and the purrs.
The dog manifests its love when you come home. Those muddy paws on your trousers and the lick on your face? Love
Mother earth loves you, look outside, she's doing her best to give you beautiful seasons.

Who do you love?

Advent Calendar Day 11: The Christmas Storm by Trent McDonald

Original art by Trent McDonald

The Christmas Storm by Trent McDonald

The wind whistled through the window radiating a bone chilling cold into the room. Caelan Campbell didn’t care and pushed the curtains aside to try to get a look down to the cove. He could make out very little through the frosted window beyond the slashes of snow, but he could see a darker area that he guessed must be open water. If Father’s ship came in, would they be able to keep the lanterns lit? Perhaps he’d see the pale sails as the schooner came in, though he doubted they’d have the sails up under the lashing wind.

With a shiver Caelan lay back down by the grate. Warm air came up from the living room, its cozy fire keeping the Nor’ Easter out of the house. Not only did the warm air flow up to his dark bedroom, but Mom’s and Maggie’s voices made their way through that hole in the floor.

“It’s just past high tide now,” Maggie said. “In a few hours he won’t be able to make it over the shoals. I doubt he’ll make it in by Christmas morning.” Continue reading “Advent Calendar Day 11: The Christmas Storm by Trent McDonald”