Perhaps the best comic ever created in my opinion, Love is...., so simple these little tid bits in the Sunday paper provide us with cute little things to cut out and put on our refrigerators, mail to the ones we love, keep in a scrap book, or just read and throw away.
Love is... it truly is simple, people say it's complicated. How so? it is what it is, life is the complicated part not the love.
Al you have to be one of the most giving , loving men on the planet. So selfless always making sure your family has what they need before yourself.
Love is...
your odd sense of humor,smile from across the room,hand on my lower back in the grocery, your strong hugs,words telling me its going to be OK, knowing what I am going to say before I say it, spooning with me, calling me on your breaks, tolerating how bossy I am,crying with me,telling the truth even when it hurts,coffee and cigarettes in the morning,being my logic,hearing you sing in the kitchen while your doing dishes,bathing our son at night,changing my surgery dressings,getting security called on you for making sure I get the right care in the ER,camping out in the woods because we had no home,meeting in bed,sleeping on the beach,the lack of conditions you put on it,reading the Sunday paper together,sticking up for me even when I hurt you, your forgiveness, how much you love and miss your mom, not making fun of me when I pronounce a word like it looks, listening to me always, knowing the secrets no one else knows.....you my love are the reason why I am the person I am today.
Who knew that 17 years ago we would be close to celebrating our 10Th anniversary this year, who knew that we would make it through some of the most difficult things a person could go through, who knew you would still love me the way that you do...as you call it it is KISMET, FATE...meant to be not complicated, love in it's purest form. The ability to love a person so much without limits, restrictions, expectations...
You my love are a true man, a man with everything to offer, the whole package, the whole enchilada. You can do anything from be totally transparent to guarding your family with your life.
You are the reason why I am not worried if Maddy will find a good mate in life, you are why I am not worried if Michael will grow up to respect women. You are my soul mate, my forever love, my rock...I love you, words so simple, but with no real definition if its true.
Love is our favorite song...by Kacey Crowley..
We're Kind of Perfect..
Why don't you talk about it,I know there's something on your mind.Well you go on and get a cigarette,I'll be waiting outside.The last few years have been much harder,Than we ever thought they'd be.I know you hate it when I say I'm sorry,But I'm sorry. There was never a point in our love,That I didn't love you...Not a point in our love.I always did, I always will, I always do, love you still,I always would, how could I not?Just look at us baby,We're kind of perfect. Well sometimes I get all wrapped up,Cause I don't know who to be.But you know when to be my security blanket, and when to uncover me.So let's just sit out on the back porch,And unravel everything.Someday these will be our old days, let's make them worth remembering. There was never a point in our love,That I didn't love you...Not a point in our love.I always did, I always will, I always do, love you still,I always would, how could I not?Just look at us baby,We're kind of perfect. Never planned on loving somebody so much...But I've always had pretty good luck, baby. I always did, I always will, I always do, love you still,I always would, how could I not?Just look at us baby,We're kind of perfect.
