Tuesday, November 19, 2013
19. Think of the person who loves you the most. How would they describe you?
[laughs] Well, first we have to have a contest to see who loves me the most. What an ego trip! Is it one of my kids? The grandson? Siblings? Friends? Parents? Colleagues? Get them all in a room and have them slug it out? I suppose the most obvious candidate is my DH, but verbal expression is not his forte. My guess is that if I asked him, I'd get two words back. "What? Why?" No lack of affection, just lack of interest in what he sees as blether.
I don't worry too much about how other people see me or would describe me. I feel the love from a lot of directions--it lifts me, it empowers me, it enables me to do what I do, and to enjoy life's blessings and try to pass them on. And that's what counts, isn't it?