i was told that once. a long time ago.
i can’t remember now who even said it.
i think it hurt me at the time.
but i didn’t know myself that well then, i guess.
it wouldn’t hurt me now. even if it’s true.
i would just smile. my secret inside smile.
after all. everybody’s entitled to their opinion.
i hadn’t really thought about it until i started writing the peanut.
and sharing how i think and feel . . .
whether the world wants to know or not. LOL.
there seem to be two schools of thought about it.
some people think that the word “love” is thrown around too much.
too casually. these days they think it’s said so much that . . .
they feel it somehow takes away from the meaning of it.
that’s the way my marine feels about the word ‘hero.’
but then . . . that’s a whole different topic!
as far as love goes . . .
here’s where i stand on it.
i love the word love. LOL. see there. i just can’t help myself apparently.
i didn’t mean to say that right then. i really didn’t. it just came out!
i think the world can’t get enough love.
i think you should tell your children you love them. over and over.
and a lot. you can never love them enough.
whether they’re grown up or little.
yes. they may groan. especially if they’re a teenager.
but i bet deep inside they like it. and more important . . .
when they have their own children . . . they’ll remember it.
and when you’re gone . . . they’ll have wonderful memories of it.
it will mean even more.
now i don’t mean to the point of being ridiculous of course.
like constantly every other minute. that really would be silly.
i don’t mean that at all here.
but i’m for this . . . “when you feel it. say it!”
and i don’t mean in a ‘smothering’ sense here. or heaven forbid . . .
in a manipulative way. it has to be from your heart.
let’s be reasonable and use
i guess what i really mean is in a . . .
totally unconditional kind of way.
like your dog loves you.
he doesn’t care what you look like. if you’re grumpy today. if you
absent mindedly forget he’s there. he LOVES you.
that’s how we should love each other.
and i don’t see what’s wrong with loving lots of things and lots of people.
there is nothing sadder than a small closed up heart.
a small heart that can only let ‘this person’ and ‘that person’
and well . . . okay . . . maybe ‘this person’
like your own small heart is a private club or something.
because . . .
because why? “they’re” not family? “we don’t really know them?”
“they’re different?” “they’re just not one of us?”
i still do what i was accused of . . . all those years ago. i’m guilty as charged.
i love too damn much. the list goes on and on.
i love rain.
and early morning. and dusk. and sunset.
and the sea. and the beautiful whales and dolphins.
and little fragile old men who used to be big and strong.
and puppies. and ALL dogs. and kitties. and elephants! and otters.
and horses. and manatees. and just nature. beautiful exquisite nature.
and water color skies. and the silence of snow.
and a little baby’s feet.
and trees. and sunlight and shadow the way it looks in a room
or on a street.
and i love feel-good movies and movies that make me think.
and books i can get lost in for days.
and laughing. i love to laugh. it makes me happy.
and i love to remember the people in my life that are no more.
and i love fleece wear. it’s so simple. and SO comfortable and cozy.
and i love sandals. and in the fall and winter . . . socks with sandals!
and i love wearing nothing to bed. hahahaha. just seeing if you’re
i love having coffee and talking in cafe’s. and . . .
and blues from a bass saxophone.
and . . . i love to take showers. they’re relaxing and invigorating
even at the same time.
i love clean short hair.
i love life.
and i think you can never love enough.
the world needs more love.
maybe if we all try
really really hard
we can replace the word hate with love.
now there’s a word that’s in danger of being overused . . . right there. hate.
love is okay to use as much as you want.
it doesn’t weaken it. or the meaning of it.
it makes it stronger! it makes it grow!
it can include the WHOLE world ! ! !
i love you.
and i’m thanking you for reading the peanut!
and . . . to all those who would change me . . . or change you . . .
and think i’m too much this . . . or you’re too much that . . .
i say . . .
this picture is from one of my most favorite blogs. i just LOVE her. hahahaha. i do!
it’s rosemary’s blog. and it’s in my friends links. it’s called ‘content in a cottage.’