The “L” Word

Yes, I am speaking of the word “love”. We all tell those we care about, have feelings for at some point maybe not as often as we should. The act of telling or showing should be more than just expressing it on Valentine’s Day. I feel about this word a l bit different. I am going to share a little short story with you. It hits remarkably close to my heart. Because of this it has given me a whole new purpose and meaning to the word.

You see, this one summer day my hero, my beautiful mommy passed away on July 7, 1980. I was away visiting my daddy during summer break. They were divorced since I was 2. She had committed suicide, unknowingly to me. By ingesting medication with alcohol that was for a psychosis diagnose. It was bipolar disorder. You did not speak of it then. This was one of the most horrible days of my life. I was completely devastated and numb as you could imagine a 10-year-old princess losing her queen. I really couldnt believe it. The most devastating and unimaginative thing that would have never crossed my mind happening. We talked as if I would be talking to her soon, WE spoke everyday. I did not tell her I loved her when I hung up the phone that day. It was just another day.

This day profoundly changed how I feel about this word. I lived alot of my life feeling abandoned and left behind. So those that I love………….we say it everyday. If for some reason they have left out the front door, I make sure to text or call them just to tell them “I love you”.

No MATTER what the circumstances are of the day, we ALWAYS, ALWAYS say “I love you”. We don’t hang up the phone or walking out that front door without saying. So tell those that you love them, love a little deeper, laugh a little louder and hug a little tighter. Because tomorrow is never promised.