I am blessed with love, in my marriage and with my children. Like a garden they are growing over me now and I am living, sometimes in the shadow of the enormity of human love or maternal love for so many and wifely love to my ONE. I have only one waist height valentine and I am sucking all of the juice out of this last year of his toddling, so to speak. He is now lucid in his speech and able to read and spell. He evokes every toddling memory from me, when I look in his eyes, that will soon be past and I will have to grow up in my parenting past the Kindergarten.
In my marriage, we are lovers and friends and this is the season where my Honey and I must sneak kisses amidst toddlers, teens and grown ones who gawk and squawk. It is a daunting task, to stay in love and about love in this 408th month of love and life. We grow and learn one another's nuances, because, amazingly we keep changing.
These days, we've been playing "Love American Style!" to try to stay up to date with eachother's dreams. We have to talk, alot more about love than we used to. I guess, that is what aging does to you and not being in the best of shape.
Thank God for Love and loves and loving and lovers and lovables. It is really "All In the Family".
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