I'm sure not many people have heard this story, but I'll share it anyways. Once upon a time I told my dad I was in love, and he insisted that I didn't know what love was. And just like most dad's, he was right. He could've been a little less harsh in his explanation about how I was too naive to understand the complexities of love, but nonetheless he was right. He recited 1st Corinthians 13 to me, and I've never forgotten it. The whole verse gives a simple but descriptive explanation about what love is and it ends with.."and these three remain, faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love." Anyways, it would be a great honor to say that I have experienced the love that my dad recited to me, the love I know my parents share. So, before I die I want to fall in love.
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I want to hear more about the glacier and how it has been moving - and then another blog about the bulletin board - love, Mom oxo
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