February 14

I went to the Ladies' Valentine's Day Tea at church this morning. During a lull in the conversation, I raided a little glass container of Conversation Hearts that rested within arm's reach on the table. I shifted the contents until a single candy of the only flavor I like --wintergreen-- jiggled to the top of the heap. 

After I plucked it from the jar I flipped it over in the palm of my hand to see the message, which read "BFF."

I took this photo and started to send it to Abby, who --thanks to a meme I saw a few years back that struck a chord with me-- I sometimes refer to as my broke little best friend who thinks I'm rich. Then I considered sending it to Adam. And then I mulled sending it to my entire family, because the reality is that they're all my dear friends and I love them all so very much.

I may not have a huge group of friends these days, but I'm so blessed to be able to call my family --my people-- my best friends. And I'm grateful that there's a day set aside to celebrate love, because it's the most powerful difference-maker in the world.