Love. What is it anyway? I mean it causes me to all sort of things I would never do. I’m a wife, mother, pet owner, daughter…
Somehow, love causes me to pick up after sick people. At risk of my own health. Love causes me to stop everything I’m doing to bend to the whims of someone else.
Basically love causes me to do things. As a result of love, I’m now a vet, doctor, nurse, teacher, maid, technical support, breadwinner, cook (well, sometimes), chauffer, and drill seargent.
I’m also a kisser, hugger, and tickler.
Love has caused me to be all things I never was nor wanted to be, and yet, I do it out of love.
I wouldn’t have it any other way.
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