The look of love

So, what does love look like? Is love only visible when those three words, "I love you," are spoken? Is love only visible on February 14th when flowers, candy and a cheesy card are sent? Is love only visible when a love song is sung?

I used to think that because my dad had never spoken, "I love you," to me, that he didn't "love" me. As I have grown, I have realized that love is truly visible in many forms that do not match my childhood expectations. In other words, my dad's love has been visible all the time...I just didn't have eyes to see it.

This week.....I SAW my dad's love. On Monday morning I was going to drive from Warren, Ohio back home to Wilmore. Now, I have a hard time staying awake when I drive...so one of my coping mechanisms is to have something to snack on in the car. Last week, my mom had bought big, beautiful, delicious bing cherries from Walmart. My dad and I had enjoyed them immensely. So, on Monday morning, my dad woke up early, like 6 am, and drove to Walmart to buy me some cherries for my drive home. When I got out of bed at 8 am....there was my dad in the kitchen washing a big bag of cherries for me to have on my drive home.

It was the most beautiful expression of love that I have seen in a long time.

"People may not believe what you say, but they will always believe what you do."

I have finally opened my eyes to see love....in all forms....from washing cherries, to buying me new tires for my car, to meeting eyes across a crowded room....I see love.