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I Love You

It actually might be the phrase that I use the most often on any given day. It took a long time to develop the habit, it happened gradually and it wasn’t a conscious goal or anything, it just occurred. Once I actually sat down and thought about it though, it made me really happy. I am so in love with all of the people in my life, and I am glad that I am not afraid to tell them. It’s not always easy, even for me, that first time I say it to someone I haven’t said it to before. I know that for some people it is hard to say to anyone, let alone lots of people. I know that different people put their own value upon the words. I am not saying that I use them frivolously; I really mean it when I say, “I love you”. I could see a lot of my friends just brushing it off and laughing at me for being the silly hippy that I am…but I usually get the words right back.

Ironically, it’s actually the way that I end my “CAN I…?” interludes with my kids. You know how sometimes they will get all excited and bring you this really big idea about something that they want to do, and of course, you have to say no, but they are so cute. After I say no, usually as the child is walking away, I say; “And I love you!” It may be a bit patronizing, but my kids get it. They know that I am always love them even tough I often have to tell them no.

That’s the thing really; the love is always there. Sometimes we don’t get along with our loved ones. Sometimes we don’t show the love that we feel because we are simply in a bad mood. The words are such a good reminder though. To me “I love you” is a reminder of how important you are to me, it expresses how much I value you as a human being that brings joy into my life. I don’t walk around in dread that someone I love will be taken away from me at any given moment, but I sure am glad that I know I have expressed to them how important they are to me, and how much they would be missed if they were gone.

I think that, ironically, the words probably mean the most to the people that it is the hardest to say them to. It’s not the easiest thing to do when it comes to my uncle, or my father in law, who are men who aren’t good at discussing emotions. Because of their demeanors, however, they probably don’t hear the words as often as some people. We are all awfully afraid that those three little words will be misunderstood, or misconstrued. It is an exercise in courage to put the phrase out there as often as I feel the meaning behind it.  It’s also an exercise in honesty; maybe that is why I always experience the phrase to be received so well.  It grows the love in my life. I know that it sounds cliché, but the more love that I express, the more love seems to come back to me, and the more I find myself loving life in general. 








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  1. I, too, am an "I love you" sayer. And a hugger. I think it sometimes freaks people out that don't hear it often. But I think it is worth the little bit of awkwardness you get when you share your love. And it seems to get easier the more often you do it. It is like breathing to my kids, just comes naturally. I guess because they hear it so often... and are frequently covered in lip-prints. ;)

    Love you Kristin!

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  2. That's awesome Karrie! Love you too:):)

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