Love is…

The English language has it all wrong. We have one, single word for ‘love’. Yet if Baby Girl’s dad had ever got me up at 2:30 in the morning, burped in my face & peed on my hand, it’s pretty safe to say we wouldn’t be where we are today! It strikes me we need different words to describe two far removed types of love. They really aren’t comparable.

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