September Community Outreach
by writing community contributors from: The Balance Project, Facebook, Gear UP, Instagram, Lunchtime Write-In, Memoir Intensive, our PWN team, Red Bank Middle School 7th & 8th grade AVID, Red Bank Middle School “Creative Expressions” after-school writing club, Shore House, Teen Writing Space, and Write Out Loud
Cupid is roaming the sky during Valentine’s Day, giving everyone love to use or to give.
Love is defined in many ways. I think love is a verb, not a noun.
That is, it needs to be practiced. Daily. Sometimes when you don’t feel like it.
Love is work. Love is emotion in action.
Love is community compassion—coexisting and caring for one another.
Love is embracing anyone in any shape or form. Love is acceptance.
Love is when a person gives you a compliment about your face and clothes.
Love is when you enjoy someone’s flaws. Love is true understanding.
Love is when you feel appreciated. Love is the freedom to be exactly who you are.
Love is the people who make us shine when we’re in the dark. Love is light in the dark.
Love is when they check up on you and try to cheer you up.
Love is caring for someone and being there for them.
Love is commitment to those close to you.
Love is the breath of fresh air when you feel overwhelmed.
Love is sneaking up on you to give you the biggest hug because you deserve it!
Love is a hug, a moment, a blessed feeling, remarkable, and undeniable.
Love is when we protect and care for one another. Love is a mother’s tender care.
Love is the people who support you. Love is when people take care of you.
Love is a person you enjoy hanging out with and you trust them with your life.
Love is a strong feeling you feel for someone else. Love is when you like someone
in a way that you can show how you feel about them and what they mean to you
or sometimes you can’t show or tell them, then small gestures are just as equal.
Love is a beautiful expression of trust between two individuals.
Love is falling over and over again through the growth and stages of life.
Love is marrying your best friend. My daughter’s upcoming wedding.
The advice I would give to my own children in looking for love (or choosing a potential life partner)
is to look for someone you would want to have a good conversation with for about 40-50 years.
If you’re still having stimulating conversation, then you’re onto a winner.
Love is when we stay up giggling over the telephone,
you waiting for my device to be charged, the hours spent on Google Meet,
the possibility of long distance, and us going against our religion to be with one another.
Love is spending time with family. Love is my AVID family.
Love is having fun with your friends. Love is laughing with my friends.
Love is doing stupid things together. Love is laughing with my friends until my ribs hurt.
Love is my friends. Love is you. Love is me. I love myself.
Love is the feelings you feel when you’re with friends and family. Love is spending time together.
Love is the greatest gift, to love and be loved in return.
Love is just like nostalgia, remembering your loved ones when you were just a kid.
Love is letting old memories flow through my mind and reminiscing about the good times.
The memories you cherish forever. Love is the smell of home. Love is time travel.
Love looks like painting or drawing, people that inspire you to create art that pleases your eyes.
Love is a sunny Sunday afternoon, book in one hand, fresh coffee in the other.
Love is the sunlight on the first day of summer.
Love is a long road through a beautiful landscape.
Love is an everlasting cycle of bloom.
Love is a colorful butterfly, its wings flapping with powerful beats, never ceasing, never faltering.
Love is someone you like or a sport or hobby that you have or a favorite food.
Love is when someone is there for you and will never fail to make you laugh
and buy you Starbucks.
Love is letting your little brother have the last cookie.
Sharing a double scoop of double dark chocolate gelato and offering your partner the last bite.
Love is sharing your food when you’re territorial over it with everyone else.
Love is getting an extra burger and fry from McDonald’s after they said they weren’t hungry
knowing good and well that they actually are.
Love is a DoorDash order from 182 miles away.
Love is candy. Love is Playa Bowls. Love is food.
My love for sharing—Love is sharing.
Love is 12,000 gentle steps we walk daily.
Love is the sport I go to every night. Love is the sport you love that makes you confident.
I love volleyball. Volleyball helps me concentrate on my skills to improve.
It helps me become more confident to set, bump, and spike.
Love is cheering for your favorite sports team by going up and beyond.
Love is video games. Love is gaming and losing.
Love is playing, even when no one else is with you.
Love is music. I suspect it has to do with listening,
and looking for the best in people, even when they are at their worst.
Love is a shared language—a slew of inside jokes, and a plethora of quirks only you two know.
Love is a language best spoken by cats—in purr. Love is cats. Love is a fluffy cat!
Love is the silent understanding between animals and I.
I love my cats because they’re cute and fluffy. My kitties, Shoestrings and Babygirl.
If love was a dog, it would be a golden retriever
because of their warm smiles and the comfort they give to humans.
Love is the warm slobber of my dog’s kiss, my father’s soft gaze over dinner,
and a knowing glance with my best friend.
Love is like the feeling of warm laundry being dumped on you as a kid on a cold morning.
Love is what keeps you warm when you didn’t know you were freezing.
Love is a warm special feeling. Love is lovely.
Love is when I get an A on my exam.
Love is dedication and work for the nation. Love is honor.
Love is interesting. Love is very interesting.
Love is emotional. Love is a strong feeling that gives you emotion.
Love is understanding, accepting, and kind, but also fierce, aggressive, and big.
Love is fighting, love is everything that can excite, love is blind and happiness.
Love twists unpredictably and morphs without permission.
Love is translucent and clear, an orb of glass burned and blown enough to shatter.
Love is hurtful. Love is sad. Love is a sinking ship.
Love is working together through the conflict.
Love is saying, “goodbye, my love, it’s okay to leave, I’ll be alright,”
when you know it’s anything but okay and you’ll be anything but alright.
Love is the pain, happiness, and grief you feel.
Love is confusing. Love is slow. Love is hard. Love is painful but also can heal.
Love is when you laugh, cry, discuss together. Love is okay.
Love can be embarrassing, confusing, regretful, serious,
and most importantly, beautiful. Love is a beautiful feeling.
Love is the eternal essence of the soul, infinite in its abundance, radical in its ability to heal.
Love is stronger than hate. Love overpowers hate.
Love is knowing that no one is perfect, everyone is fallible, and a little patience goes a long way.
Love is forgiveness. Love is never having to say you’re sorry. Love is growth.
Love is unrequited, at times; if you’re blessed, it’s unconditional. Love is unconditional.
Love is joyful, fun, loving. Love is fun. Love is happy. Love is happiness.
Love is the best feeling of life. Love is all you need. Love is never a waste of time.
Love is true feelings. Love is a burning in your chest and a fire in your soul.
Love is how the moon loves the sun—
they may be on different sides of earth, but once they meet, it’s magical.
Love is magical and it works in different ways.
Love is powerful, something beautiful, like a spark. Love is art.
Love is something more powerful than words.
Love knows when you need it and is always right there. Love is closer than you think.
Love is contagious. Love can be everywhere! Love is everywhere.
Love is all around. Love is in the atmosphere. Love is everything that exists.
Love is a beacon of hope. Love is the heartbeat of hope.
Love is something strong that can unite others and bring peace. Love is peace.
The “You Are Special Today” plate cracked into three pieces years ago.
We glued it back together into a haphazard peace sign. We still use it on birthdays.
Love is never giving up. Love is unity. Love is Presence + the Connection to all that is.
Love is what keeps me going. Love is why we live.
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