February 10, 2019: Love

What can be said about love? 

There are a lot of things I do not know, but the most important thing I do know is that I am loved. I have always known this.   My parents, grandmother, siblings, aunts, uncles, cousins, nieces and nephews have all loved me.  My husband loved me.  My children and grandchildren love me.  I was never afraid to tell my parents I scratched the car, or needed money, or did something stupid.  They may have been angry, disappointed, or hurt, but they still loved me.  I never doubted that fact. 

That’s not to say there were no heartbreaks or sorrows.  Every life has those.  I lost a playmate and cousin when I was a child, and a baby brother only about 6 months later. I reacted to the first loss by blanking out my memory. My first memory as a child was at brother John’s funeral….standing around the grave.  But our family has never been afraid to say we love each other.  We hug, we kiss. We love.