Just a small slice today:
Love is hard. It makes you turn yourself inside out trying to make sense where there isn't any. And just when you think you have figured this love thing out, you are reminded that none of us have it figured out. I guess that's why we ache for it. Because it makes us crazy and awful and good. Love is hard, but hopefully it's the one thing we have.
2 comments:
This isn't just a little about love, it's a lot about love.
Thank you for writing this. They are the words in my heart too.
Ruth
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