So I have always wanted to venture into writing. I've been reluctant to start a blog for fears of exposing myself to the whole free world. But there are so many things that I need to say. So many expressions that need to be let out. Today was a beautiful day with my family. We celebrated my Grandfather's 74th birthday, and I have never seen him look better. Honestly I pray that my life can produce such meaning and bliss to all around me. I see love in every corner I look. I have been fortunate enough to have experienced love in a real way throughout my entire life.
I wonder if my being exposed to such a real and true love plays a part in my own relationships. It's as if I have a love detector. It's certainly easy for me to pick up on that 'fake' love, that 'fake' affection. But for the sake of fairness, let's not call it fake. Let's call it underdeveloped......or understimulated (Aha! Let's go with that)...understimulated love that has tried to creep up on me. I always manage to reject it. And I guess it's a good thing. But every once in a while, I'll meet someone that shares my same appreciation for genuine affection. And that's when I know it's the real deal. Ahhhh, thanks to God and family....I KNOW what love is.
