I believe in Love...

I Believe in Love.  I know... considering that the man who was supposed to be the love of my life was/is incapable of well anything remotely worthy of that title, it might be hard for you to understand how or why... but I Belive in Love. 

I Believe in all kinds of Love... the unconditional love of my children... the "because they are family" love of my family... the "because they are my chosen family" love of my closest friends... the love of the men that make my life so interesting... the lustful desire of my chosen lover... the sweet tender love of babies... I Believe in Love.

I don't toss the word out lightly, but I do toss it out liberally.  I had a person in my life once that was so dear to my heart... I didn't have the ability to express the love I felt at the time.  The greatest regret of my life is that she passed before I had the stregnth to say the words to her.  I loved her.  I still love her.  I am convinced that She is my guardian angel. In my heart I know that she knew I loved her... but I didn't say the words... I didn't say them enough.  I never want to experience that pain again... the pain of not saying the words. 

I Believe in Love...

I love you.