Hello,
I have written you a letter I will call a "Love Note". You're getting this "Love Note" because I want to be better at Love and help other people see it and learn about its' availability to them. I will write and send a "Love Note" like this to a different person each day for thirty days. It is important for me to focus on my personal experience with Love, not give advice, direction or suggestions. For this reason, my "Love Notes" will always go to someone I have never met and know nothing about, and I chose you at random to get this note. We are strangers, but I am hopeful that what I write will somehow have meaning to you.

As I sat here thinking about what I would write, I began to reflect on misrepresentations and stereotypes of great love in writing. If classic "Love" poems were actually about "doing" Love, they might go something like this:

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I gave you the glass without the water spots,
I cut the bigger brownie and quietly put it on your plate,
Your favorite pajamas went into the load of laundry with the last bit fabric softener,
I changed the sheets on the bed before you came back from your trip.
At the store I remembered the brand you liked best,
And put the trash cans back in the garage before you came home,
I sent you a text to thank you for calling, told your brother something nice about you,
And I thanked God for you before I went to bed.

That's not as flowery as most writing about Love, but for me, is a more accurate reflection of real Love. Everyone wants to "feel" loved and when I stopped looking at Love as "warm and fuzzy, feel-good stuff" and realized Love is actually "seeing, thinking do-good stuff", I could have as much Love in my life as I wanted, and more than I could ever handle, and I always could have.

Never in a million years did I think I would write a "love poem" in this note, but that's my love letter to you, and I hope it brightened your day. Of all the thousands of people I could have mailed this "Love Note" to, I chose you. And even though your name was picked at random, I am certain it wasn't by chance.

May God bless you,
Someone learning about Love