I thought I'd do a list of people I love and why... I'm going to do ten people on this list, and if you don't show up on this list, maybe you'll be on the next one.
1. Amanda: How can I not love this crazy kid of mine. She makes me crazy and proud all at the same time. I guess that's the nature of teenagers. It's odd having her so far away but I know she's safe and healthy and happy.
2. Brian: Ahhh yes, the boyfriend. Hopefully soon the future husband and then husband and then father of my children. I think I love him most because he makes me laugh. Every day. Even on days when he's made me cry.
3. Tracy: She's my bff here in Santa Barbara. My "person". I adore her laid back and generous nature. She's always go with flow girl and I love that. Plus she's a huge geek who loves the same shows I do.
4. Karen: I don't get to talk to Karen often but every now and then I'll read her blog or she'll comment on mine and it's like we never stopped working together. She's steady... I love that.
5. Carmen: My sister is a pain in the neck but I love her. All the time. No matter what. And she loves me all the time no matter what. What more could you ask from a sister?
6. Sassy: I talk to her almost everyday online. She is a huge part of my everyday life. I don't know what I would do without her to snark with!
7. Stephie: Also one of my most favorite OL and RL friends. She keeps me sane. Plus she's as funny as they come!
8: Bobby: My brother is an outstanding human being. I've never known anyone more loving or giving. I'm proud to be his sister.
9: My mom: What a woman. She gave me life and a lot of attitude. Both have served me well ;) Thanks mom.
10: Alicia: I miss my Alicia. Working with her for 2 years was awesome and even though we don't see each other every day anymore, I'm glad she still calls me to gossip when she has good news.
Who do you love? Why? You know what? It doesn't matter. Just make sure you show them or tell them that you do in fact, love them very much. Warts and all.
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Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Love? Actually?
I was reading someone else's musings about love and what it is and how it works and that got me to thinking about the love in my own life. I have a lot of it. Lots and lots of love. And each of those loves is quite different and yet, they are all the same.
My family. The love my family feels for me and I for them is constant. It's steady. There's no guessing and there's no worry or wonder about it. They love me. They love me everyday. All the time. No matter what. Even when they don't like me very much, they love me always. And I love them always. It's sort of amazing that it works that way if you think about it. I know so many people who can't stand, let alone love, their family and it makes me realize how blessed I am to have 4 best friends in my brothers and sisters. I have a mom and dad and grandmothers who really do love me, too. And best of all I have a daughter who I adore and who adores me. That's love.
My friends. What a funny group of friends I have. Women mostly who are all different and wonderful and funny and caring. Some I'm closer with than others but they all love me. It's a good thing and a true blessing to have so many wonderful, caring women (and men) in my life. They love me for who I am and what I bring to the table in my own quirky little way. They love me for making them laugh and letting them cry. They love me for saying what no one else will say to them. They love me for being willing to be stupid with them and act silly with them and for being dorky about the same things with them. That's love.
Brian. There are a million things I think I could say about how Brian loves me and I love him. He's my best.friend. He's the person who laughs at me when I make "the pouty face". He's the person who will SQUEEZE my head when it feels like it's going to crack open like an egg if he doesn't hold it together for me. He's the person who I tell everything to. He makes me laugh. Everyday. I've never know anyone who could make me laugh everyday. Even when I've been at my worst, my most pathetic, my deepest sorrows, he finds a way and he makes me laugh. And I make him laugh. And I hold him when he cries. That's love.
In a world of resume dating and tell me 10 things about yourself that someone should know to fall in love with you dating I am blessed to have found him. I don't think my wicked ability to flirt or the fact that I read several good books a year or can play a mean game of taboo are what really matters. I think what matters is the way I scratch his back at the end of the day or they way I cram all his stuff in my already full purse or the way I hold him when he has a nightmare. It's the little things. It's the way we finish each others sentences. It's the way he takes my hand in his. It's the way I feel when I look into his pretty green eyes. It's a million tiny things that make up the day, the weeks, the months and the years.
That's love.
My family. The love my family feels for me and I for them is constant. It's steady. There's no guessing and there's no worry or wonder about it. They love me. They love me everyday. All the time. No matter what. Even when they don't like me very much, they love me always. And I love them always. It's sort of amazing that it works that way if you think about it. I know so many people who can't stand, let alone love, their family and it makes me realize how blessed I am to have 4 best friends in my brothers and sisters. I have a mom and dad and grandmothers who really do love me, too. And best of all I have a daughter who I adore and who adores me. That's love.
My friends. What a funny group of friends I have. Women mostly who are all different and wonderful and funny and caring. Some I'm closer with than others but they all love me. It's a good thing and a true blessing to have so many wonderful, caring women (and men) in my life. They love me for who I am and what I bring to the table in my own quirky little way. They love me for making them laugh and letting them cry. They love me for saying what no one else will say to them. They love me for being willing to be stupid with them and act silly with them and for being dorky about the same things with them. That's love.
Brian. There are a million things I think I could say about how Brian loves me and I love him. He's my best.friend. He's the person who laughs at me when I make "the pouty face". He's the person who will SQUEEZE my head when it feels like it's going to crack open like an egg if he doesn't hold it together for me. He's the person who I tell everything to. He makes me laugh. Everyday. I've never know anyone who could make me laugh everyday. Even when I've been at my worst, my most pathetic, my deepest sorrows, he finds a way and he makes me laugh. And I make him laugh. And I hold him when he cries. That's love.
In a world of resume dating and tell me 10 things about yourself that someone should know to fall in love with you dating I am blessed to have found him. I don't think my wicked ability to flirt or the fact that I read several good books a year or can play a mean game of taboo are what really matters. I think what matters is the way I scratch his back at the end of the day or they way I cram all his stuff in my already full purse or the way I hold him when he has a nightmare. It's the little things. It's the way we finish each others sentences. It's the way he takes my hand in his. It's the way I feel when I look into his pretty green eyes. It's a million tiny things that make up the day, the weeks, the months and the years.
That's love.
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