Ordinary Moments in a Library Corner and Unloading the Truck
Plumbing the meaning of “I love you,” spoken,
And when we say thanks for the little things you do and compliment your smile,
Does that mean “I love you” too?
Just for you?
If you hold a mirror to my words,
Is the image true?
Do I say the same with what I do?

And can I say it if I still have room to grow?
My desire to be given, does it show?
Because, I just want you to know…

Yes, I love you.

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An extravagant thing, saying I love you. Because Love is bigger and higher and greater than words can measure, but not for hearts to hold. To truly love, that is all–that is bold.

So I’ll aim to treat “I love you” like the good dishes. On purpose. Only habit when every day is joyful feast.

Which brings me to the pizza crusts, a philosophy in passing. Courtesy of a text message, October 8th.

“Ok, then I’ll feed you the less-than-stellar pizza crusts. 😉 Only because I love you, truly. I always want to give you the best, but better is to give you honestly. And baking can be pretty awkward sometimes. :)”