You know you love a lot...
when you can't see out of the plane window because there are tears in your eyes. You wish that summer was forever and you could never leave these new found friends.
You love when you hug and find tears in your eyes. And than you look up and see tears in their eyes too and nothing more has be said.
Love is knowing that you are the most beautiful thing in God's sight because of the ugly shedding of Christ blood on your behalf.
Love is reading e-mails and not knowing the right words to say how much you care.
Love is seeing the hurt and pain of another and wishing violently to take it away.
Love is feeling oh so hurt, yet choosing to forgive because you have been loved and forgiven.
Love is wishing for a way to pack both big and little nieces and nephews into your suitcase for enjoyment later.
This is the person who likes to write amusing tales of her social blunders and private blunders too, because she thinks life is funny. The same person sometimes finds herself tearing over the more sacred times of life. Times of seeing the hurt of others, feeling the hurt, realizing the good byes are temporary, but mean too long of a separation. So this is me the one who laughs, but also cries when hopefully no one is looking because I love.
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