Love

Love

Love is a word.

Love is more than a word, it’s a feeling deep in your heart.

Love is John, dear sweet husband.

Love is my granddaughter MaddyĀ growing up and still wanting to hang out with her BeBe.

Love is Mason and Andrew giggling, being silly, and running barefoot through my house.

Love is Alex, growing up into a young man who still laughs at my silly jokes.

Love is our sweet dog Ally, she grows older by the day but still has the spark of a puppy.

Love is a warm coat and gloves on 0 degree day’s.

Love is a paint brush fully loaded with Cobalt Teal.

Love is a piece of vintage, shinny, velvet, embossed wallpaper.

Love is creating something from soft fabric, then giving it away.

Love is the glue on my fingers then pulling it off piece by piece.

Love is the start of a new painting.

Love is full of hope on a hopeless day.

Love is every day a beautiful thing.