on birthdays.

there is truly nothing better than birthdays.

i'm still on a high from all the love i felt in just a short twenty-four hours that will surely last for the remainder of my favorite month. while walking home from a-gym-and-coffee-filled-morning, i had this visual that we should all feel like we are lavishly dripping in love on our birthdays. if we looked behind us there would be puddles of love in our path, whatever love may look like to you {silly mental picture, i know. but you get the idea}.

to me love looked like phone calls and texts and emails and voicemails and wall posts. thank you from the bottom of my heart for your correspondence, it means the world to me.

it even meant videos, like this one here. beware, it will melt your heart

to geans! gets me every time. sometimes i can't wrap my brain around the notion that i get to be on the receiving end up this stuff.

to me love also looked like cards and balloons and flowers.

it looked like rotunda popovers and champagne and manicures. even the perfume lady at niemans uttered i love your outfit as i walked by. that's when you know you've made it, right? when the sales clerks at niemans comment on your clothes.

it looked like surprise chocolate covered strawberries followed by an even bigger surprise knock at the door in the early evening with three of my bests outside baring flowers and treats. and finally, it looked like a night out on the town with {eeeek!} some tequila thrown into the mix. thank you for taking the time our of your day to spend it with me.

i can't thank my dearest family, friends, acquaintances, co-workers, yoga teachers, car-wash employees {yup!} enough. you name it, i received it, and i am so thankful for the pure adoration i felt. i love you right back.

oh, if every day could be a birthday! but then it wouldn't be such a remarkable day now would it? and with that, here's some of my best life advice. whenever you're feeling blue, remember what it feels like to be loved on your birthday and count down how many days you have to go. three hundred sixty five and counting...