I love Love.
I really, really do.
I love it so much in fact (Star Wars spoiler alert), I still held out hope Kylo Ren and Rey would get married at the end of the Rise of Skywalker.
Love shows up in all forms. That’s what makes it so incredibly awesome. Snuggling with a favorite pet, having lunch with a best friend, even sunshine breaking through the clouds on a rainy day all feel like love to me.
Whether you love Love or not, you may agree there is value in expressing how we feel to those we care about. I make it a point, and happily so, to tell my boys how much I love them on a regular basis. Being that they are teenagers, as you might imagine, this goes over like gangbusters.
“Full Speed, Full Speed, Full Speed!” I said. I love to say his name several times in a row because it bothers him. This is how I know he will pay attention to what I have to say next because, really mom … stop. Just. Stop.
“Full Speed, Full Speed, Full Speed! I love you so much! I really do! I love everything about you.”
I held my breath in anticipation for what was sure to be an articulate and wondrous response:
Well, not exactly the enthusiasm I was looking for so I move on to my next
“T.Puzzle! I love you so much! You know what I love the most about you?
(wait for it … )
T.Puzzle heard me, took a moment to process and, as he backed slowly out of the room said, “Well that just warms my heart.”
Yep! That’s it. That’s all I get.
I am so ready for Google translation to figure out dogspeak.
I know Max wouldn’t let me down.