I owe it all to you
A friend of mine likes to tell the story of how her younger brother used to kiss the mirror by the front door. Self-love? Narcissist? The family discovered this after seeing lip prints on the mirror each day and his siblings chided him unmercifully over his indiscretion.
I was filing away stuff on my desk, a chore I meant to do two weeks ago, and came across an envelope from a florist with a Valentine card inside that read: Kitten, You Are Red Hot! Smile. This was with a floral arrangement I had sent to myself for Valentine’s Day 2007.
Sometimes, we spend a lot of time trying to get what we need from others when we have a veritable wealth of what we need right inside of us – pats on the back, love, admiration, pride, laughter. Why not kiss the mirror and say Go Girl! When ya hot ya hot?