I pass by this bench every time I am out walking or riding and I read it every time. It’s only three words, the words we all know and say and hear….but read on a park bench; probably not so much.
Today, I stopped and really looked at it and realized it’s awesome graffiti. Someone took the time to write “I love you” on a bench in the middle of a park. It’s been there a while, so whoever cleans up graffiti doesn’t think it needs to be removed.
I remembered, as I was looking at it today, I sat on this bench once last year when I got a phone call while I was out riding. It was a friend and we chatted for a bit. I remember thinking, how cool is it to sit on a bench that loves me? And then on my way I went, not thinking about the bench again until the next time I passed.
Love is everywhere, even in the beauty of graffiti on a park bench. ❤️