Love /ləv/

Noun – an intense feeling of deep affection
Verb – Feel a deep romantic or sexual attachment to

Love. I LOVE to love. I’ll say that time and time again. I’ve always thought love is such a strong word with the potential to have a powerful impact. To feel it is amazing. To say it can be life changing. To hear it from someone can complete you. I’ll never stop myself from loving something or someone out of fear. There’s always a lesson at the end of everything. I love so many things. I’ll get into my love(life) in a later post… or two, or three or how ever many it takes… For now, here are just a few of my loves…

live /liv/

verb – remain alive

There are many things that are important to me. Some are random like the color coordination of my cardigans in my closet, requesting the removal of shoes immediately after anyone who enters my home, and never allowing the comforter on a hotel bed to touch my skin. These things are important but I realize they don’t necessarily give me life and keep me moving. If a cardigan is out of place, I’ll survive. If someone doesn’t remove their shoes (my grandmother never does) I’ll pull out the swifter and go over my floors when they leave. If my skin happens to touch the comforter on a hotel bed, I’ll take a quick shower. All is well.

The older I get the more I realize what makes my world go round. I can best describe it in three words… Live. Love. Laugh.

Live. I try each day to live the best life I can. Do I always succeed? Nope. Not really but I try. I remind myself every morning to…

While browsing MySpace many, many years ago… Wait! That sounds a bit creepy… Technically, I was on the page of a friend when I stumbled across the best smile ever. I say it was the best smile because the “happy, happy, joy, joy” mantra of Ren and Stimpy instantly popped into my head. The guy behind the smile literally looked like the happiest person EVER! The smile was huge and I’m not sure why but it stopped me instantly. I’m sure I stared for a minute or so.

Now, I’m not the friendliest person in the world. Actually, I’d consider myself to be the least friendly out of all of my friends BUT there was something about his smile that made me want to know him. You know, be friendly… So, for the first time I can possibly remember, I reached out to a total stranger!! Well, I guess he wasn’t a complete stranger considering we had a friend in common…right? As I typed the message, I definitely thought about the possibilities of my early demise and becoming the lead story on a future episode of 48-hour mystery. I could see my parents and sister talking to Stone Phillips sad and confused as they individually questioned why I suddenly decided to be friendly. That would be my luck.

So, I sent a message to him to let him know how great of a smile I thought he had. Truths? Yes, I was hoping he would respond. I actually refreshed the message several times hoping he was online and would be as eager to reply to my message I was to let him know how great his smile was. Needless to say, there was no “instant message” back from the mystery smile guy. To prevent myself from breaking the mouse and not wonder IF he would respond, I logged out and shutdown my computer. This was way before cell phones had the capability to do more than just make a call so logging out meant just that.

I spent the remainder of my day wondering if this guy would respond. I wondered what he would say. I wondered what I would say if he responded. I don’t remember exactly how long it took him to respond but he did. It was a cheeky exchange. I think he complimented my smile as well, which started the conversation. At some point, we began talking on the phone. He was a lot of fun to talk to. We laughed a lot. We had our own thing. We were perfectly in sync. We both had unique personalities and we both seemed to be sensitive to the feelings of not just ourselves but others as well.