It was late afternoon as I walked through the deserted garage in my condo complex focused on a handful of mail I had retrieved. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a slight movement on the ground. Becoming very still I saw a morning dove, fragile, yet fearless in his steadfastness.
Using my best chirping imitation in an attempt to reassure him, I stepped closer. Surprised that he did not move away, I wondered, Was he hurt? But then I remembered that doves are usually in pairs. “Where is your mate?” I asked. Softly, slowly I 
walked through the garage, carefully inspecting the rafters. It was then that I saw her, a fresh twig poking out of her nest in the eaves, two bright, but calm, eyes peering down at me.
I was grateful for this moment, so tender and sweet, as I witnessed this commitment to love, this unwavering protectiveness.
I remembered a story of two doves flying in a highly trafficked area when one of them got hit. Its partner flew around and around, unwilling to abandon its mate, until a kind man stopped his vehicle and moved the body of the dead bird to the side of the road so that at least one would live.
It’s beautiful to see such dedicated love – pure and uncomplicated. Most birds mate for life. And we humans can and do form committed, long term love relationships that are inspiring.
It fills my heart with tenderness, hope, and a wish …that we may each find such love in our lives.
Do you have any “love stories” to share?
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Happy Valentine’s Day!
Blessings and love,
Linda
wonderful as usual! whats also wonderful is how my next door neighbour did without any lights on at night on his patio cuz 2 doves had made a nest and woulod have been disturbed by the light.
stay wonderful
hugs
paulette