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see the lights in the city
In the early morning there isn’t much traffic on the freeway, there are lights all around me shining brightly reminding me that this city is not dead, it’s just missing a few light bulbs.
I said “I love the Lodge”. Ok, who loves a freeway? I say “I love” a lot. I love Eastern Market, I love Phyllis, I love the place where I get my tires. I love.
That’s what I do.
I was thinking back about love. Opening your arms wide to all that love has to offer. I always want love to be my testimony. About how I was loved and how I loved. I was thinking about this summer and how most of my life I have loved. But I loved with arms half open. This summer, I learned to truly give of myself, to trust, and to love so big. I learned to love so big that I learned that true love means that sometimes we have to let go. True love is my testimony <3>3>
I love loving. It is what runs through my veins. It is what keeps me going. Love is what makes me beautiful.
I love love.
It’s not just what I do… it’s who I am.
I love this song!!!! Not necessarily all the lyrics, but I love the way the music penetrates my soul.