Almost two and a half years ago now, my dad died. I've been really looking forward to writing this post because grief is such a universal human experience, and so tied to the love we have for people. But while universal, it's not often a casually discussed topic in American culture. Two and a half years into my grief journey, I have learned so much about love, myself, my past, and my relationships. I have experienced more brightness and intensity of emotion than I ever had in my adult life. To anyone grieving, I send so, so much love to you.

Water, books, nature, movement, clean teeth… These are the things that have brought me some of the most happiness and comfort in my life. So I buy things that support my pursuit of them. If you want to do a little formal reflection on what brings you your bliss, I made you a workbook with journaling prompts that will help you define the unique values you want to spend your money on.

Is hope such a dirty thing? Is it embarrassing to believe your life could get better? I don’t think so. Change is vulnerable. Admitting we want something we don’t have is scary. It brings up a lot of insecurity and pain of the past. Being brave and trying for the life you want anyway is deserving of reward in my opinion. So buy yourself a self help book AND a cookie. 

Which is what I do! Whenever I am facing a new challenge, I download a self help audiobook that someone recommends on the topic, be it an article like this or someone I know who is knowledgeable on the subject. I go for slow walks and just listen. I don’t try to solve anything or rush through. I just walk and listen and trust that there is always some solution to every quandary. No reading even required. And that cookie thing, don’t forget. 

I think there’s this really damaging concept that pervades dating and relating that love simply doesn’t last. I hate that. I don’t have a lot of years under my belt but I don’t care what anyone says or thinks. I will do whatever is in my power to reject that belief. To instead believe that love has no limits, can always be reborn, and can transform even the darkest of nights in our lives. I just don’t see the point in thinking otherwise. 

To that end, with a little creativity and an open mind, date night is so magical. It can ignite that elation of a first kiss, the intensity of new love. I hope these ideas refresh and restore your date night ritual and remind you that love is too important to take for granted.