I Love you x three.

I noticed I started to say it in threes.

When my grandpa passed away of cancer the L word became a more prominent part of my vocabulary. When Mama Pearl was diagnosed, the L word ran rampant. When she passed I compulsively began to say it in threes. I held onto Sam so tightly that first night. My face buried deep in his chest. I desperately whispered into his heart from the raw inner depths of my soul. I Love you. I Love you. I Love you.

Today is a day of remembrance. A day of tribute, honor, and respect for the lives that have been shed for us and our benefit. I can’t think of a better way to do that than by showing our gratitude with the magnitude in which we share our Love for one another. We have been gifted the capacity to live freely, breathe deeply, and Love fiercely.

Let’s show it.

All my Love,