Live, Love, Laugh
They are everywhere.
Generic catchphrases for the home. Picture frames, wall-art, signs. They boldly proclaim things like “Family” and “Always kiss me goodnight.”
They are mass-produced for stores and sold by the case-load to anyone with a sentimental bone in their body. Of course consumers love them. Anyone can agree with a statement when it’s so simplified. Some just say “Love.” Well who doesn’t like to be loved? Better buy it and put it on the mantle.
In my head, I’ve always secretly mocked them. How un-original, I thought to myself. Can’t people do something more creative and inspiring to prove their undying affection?
One of my all-time favorites to loathe was “Live, Love Laugh” or “Laugh, Live, Love” or “Love, Laugh, Live.” No matter what order it was displayed it, I always thought it was unbearably cheesy. Of course I want to do those things. I don’t need a sign to remind me. I do them every day.
But I lost my breath when Daniel picked out a picture frame that said it. Live. Love. Laugh. The word “love” was symbolized with a heart instead of the letters.
He walked up to me in the store, proudly showing me the treasure he’d found. “We can put our pictures in it,” he said with a sparkle in his eyes.
Suddenly my heart melted and I put aside my critical and sarcastic views. Suddenly I saw the appeal of it. This was our love, and of course we’d want to showcase it in a picture frame.
I do live, and because of him, my life is a much happier place. I do love, and with him, I do it more and more everyday. I do laugh, sometimes hysterically and uncontrollably. He gets my terribly obscene and twisted sense of humor, and he completely understands it. He gets me.
Every time I look at the picture frame, I’ll be reminded to be a little softer around the edges.
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