Four hours ago I was at work. In my uniform. Headset on, listening to people worried, frustrated, angry, stressed.........you name it.
Now I am at home. Here at my computer as if you didn't guess. In my dressing gown, wined, dined, kissed, touched, massaged, oiled,.....well OK then....getting well oiled.......... and generally sated in every sense of the word.
Work seems a lifetime ago.
I have experienced and expressed love in all sorts of ways today and I just want to set it down so I can look back and think to myself.
Four hours.
There is never enough love is there.
I see it the other way around, there's never NOT enough love, it's always there, surrounding us in some way shape or form, always some way to give or receive it.
ReplyDeleteWhat I love about love, is either way, ( giving or receiving) is equally fulfiling.
Nicely put MB................but sometimes you don't see that love.
ReplyDelete..........especially when it's right under your nose.
Giving and receiving are like Siamese twins in my mind; one without the other will kill it off.