Those 3 Little Words
How is it that families can get to that point where no one says I love you.
My guess is that they don’t even notice. Slowly in little ways the threads of love are stretched. Fraying and pulling. And when they snap no one even notices. At some point you look back and it’s already gone.
What then?
Do you just go on letting it happen, knowing that this isn’t what you wanted. Wondering if they “really” know you love them. Some do.
But some people want a change. Want that difference. It’s hard, putting yourself out there. Taking the chance that your heart might be hurt. If it’s that important, though, you’ll take the plunge.
After such a distance, those words will sound foreign and awkward. But that’s the hardest part, the first time. Once that wall is down it’s easier to slip into conversations. It has a chance to return.
We live in a world where I love you carries as much love with it as it does fear and anxiety. It isn’t supposed to be that way.
I am determined to teach my son love. To give it freely. To make it cost nothing to him. I’m sure there are days that I will fail at this. But, my prayer is that I won’t forget to tell him he’s loved. I’ll go back and make it right after my mistakes. And someday, he’ll pass on that love. I don’t want to be the family that doesn’t say “I love you.”
Who do you need to say those 3 little words to today?
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