We loved with a love that was more than love.
Edgar Allan Poe
I love going home and being with my parents and older siblings. They are all the greatest examples of loving, respectful relationships. I can only wish that I will one day have as good of a relationship as they've shown me I can have.
I love that they kiss and say I love you all the time, and they don't care who sees. I love that they can poke fun at each other and not take offense, but know at the end of the day they are madly in love. I love that they have grown stronger through hardships they've had to endure. I love that they adore everything about the other, and I love that they find each other humorous and wonderful. I love that they have all selflessly started families. I love the support and understanding they each give each other. I love that they compromise, support, learn and grow from each other. I love that they truly love each other.
I love that my Dad always reaches over and grabs my Mom's hand. I love that they still laugh and have fun with each other after 39+ years. I love that my Mom/Dad (depending on who goes to bed first) puts toothpaste on the others toothbrush. I love the respect and gratitude they show each other. I love their ability to have raised such wonderful, successful individuals.
Love is a symbol of eternity. It wipes out all sense of time, destroying all memory of a beginning and all fear of an end.
Author Unknown
Monday, December 7, 2009
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