Love is alive and at our breakfast table every day of the week.
Love is alive, and it grows every day and night, even in our sleep.
Love is alive, and it's made a happy woman out of me.
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| (after Zoralee's birth) |
Oh, love is alive
And here by me.
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
love is alive
I've been humming a song from childhood for a couple months: "Love is Alive," by the Judds. These three people who share a home with me - I love them. I love them with an exhaustive (and exhausting), living love. And I am loved too. There is nothing better; I am very, very grateful.
Love is alive, and it's made a happy woman out of me.
Oh, love is alive
And here by me.
Love is alive, and it's made a happy woman out of me.
Oh, love is alive
And here by me.
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8 comments:
What a perfect post. Perfect.
(I, too, have been singing the Judds lately... weird.)
I love all of these pix. I hadn't seen them before. They're great!
Oh, yeah, Baby. Wonderful stuff. Love you a bunch. Had a swell time in Portland. Nice to have such wonderful Valentine daughters ..... and grandbabies.
I love this post. Sweet sentiments, and sweet pictures. The Judds...those were good days :)
Yo, Lori. Do you realize you are absolutely gorgeous?
I've been singing that song lately too. Hunh. Something in the air, I guess.
I just caught up on your blog. I so thoroughly enjoyed it! Your kiddos are adorable and growing and your new home looks so cool.
Oh, and you are amazing...I don't think I could do the deer meat thing myself.
Smiley face.
All time favorite post. Hands down. It's hard to make love and happy look authentic, and you've nailed it. LOVE.
Too weird, Tamie and Rachel, that you've been singing the Judds' music too. And that exact song, Tamie? Wha-what? It's like the whole world going from hunting/gathering to agriculture without knowing everybody else was too. Only different.
Thanks, everybody, for reading and enjoying. Here's to love in its various forms.
xoo
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