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Love is caring enough to hash it out or even fight about it and being sure to fight fair in the process.

...twirling my hair in bed to help me fall asleep.
...painting my toenails for me.
...that even though it scares you, you are willing to let those walls down and be more vulnerable and less stoic.
...accepting me and all my quirks.

Love is

...leaving the bed so your tossing and turning does not disturb ner
...being able to admit you're wrong and apologize
...sometimes doing things you dont feel like doing bc you know how much she wants to
...never going to bed without saying i love you
...knowing when to just be quiet

a banana popsicle, X 2. :hangloose:

love is..

her loving me, even when i fall completely asleep while talking every night

Love is providing a wakeup call five hours before you need to be awakened yourself.

Love is not being cranky when Someone awakens you, even when you want to slowly dismember them.

Love is in deeds, rather than intent or empty promises.

Love is in, "Good morning," and, "Good night."

Supportive
Positive
Healing
Refreshing
Encouraging
Empowering
Powerful
even if it's all about love for one's self and building one's healthy inner-self

Love is what you would never throw away.

Love is carrying her purse even though I look silly.

my wife... :bunchflowers:

that is all (for me anyway)

Quote:

Originally Posted by adorable (Post 327015)

My grandparents are 82. They have been married 62 years. Earlier this month my grandmother fell and broke her hip. My grandfather has a really bad heart - when I say really bad, it functions around 20% and he can barely walk.

On Friday she came from the hospital. She was really struggling. She is frail anyway, trying to walk with even a walker is so difficult. While she was in the hospital he had a ramp built for a wheelchair. As we pulled into the driveway, there he stood at the end of that ramp with a wheelchair. I almost lost it. It was everything I could do not to cry.

Without each other, they honestly have nothing.

Last night Nick and I had to take her to back to hospital. The doctors say she may not make it through the night. Apparently she developed an infection in her intestines and it took over her body. She survived emergency surgery today, against the odds but she is so weak from her hip surgery earlier this month that they just don't think she'll make it through this.

She's on a ventilator now, with all kinds of tubes and IVs. They let my grandfather in to see her, and when he came out I could tell he had been crying. What do you do? To actually be one with someone takes time. It's years of sharing life. It's making it through so many things over time again and again.

Then there comes the end. When you have overcome every hurdle and been through so many things together, but you just can't get over this last one. Your entire life has been spent with someone who was the someone it was all for - all the work, the sleepless nights, the good, the bad, the great, the vacations, the kids, the grandkids - all of IT. That person to live with, love, bitch, laugh, cry and hope. In the blink of an eye - or in one weekend - you can watch it just slip away.

My heart aches tonight for them.

As an update: They just took my grandmother of the ventilator and SHE IS BREATHING ON HER OWN!!!!!! Even the doctor can't believe it. I'm not sure what will happen but it gives us hope.

I think of all the bad things that have happened this month - the fear at least has been put into me - and I reached out to my own daughter who I haven't spoken to in a couple of months. The 'why' just seems so irrelevant in the bigger picture when you realize how fast it can all be over.

I almost reached out to her when I was reading Mike's posts on here. I cried reading that thread. And, when I looked through her pictures on FB, I saw the pictures of Kristin's kids that are close to my girls in age, I just thought god, those poor babies. It made me want my own babies closer. None of us are promised tomorrow and none of us are getting out alive. My goal today is to love with all I have and forget the bs of yesterday the best I can.

Thank you all for your support and encouragement. And I'd like to send a special thank you to Mike for sharing something in here & on FB that was so tragic & personal. I'm sure it helped lots of people. But it touched my heart greatly and put things in perspective for me at a time when I really needed it.

love is..

when her emotional hormones kick in, im still here waiting

Meatballs rolled up with love.
:heartbeat:

For the Crows.
:cheesy:

:daywalker:

love is..

setting a date

Love is....

Yep, love just "is".

Love is cooking in the kitchen together knowing there is no place else you would rather be :)

...Eating ice cream naked in bed together...singing show tunes at 2 am...lol

Love is Her making a fire after a hard day of work so we could enjoy some fireside time, along with cookies and marshmallows !

Love is.... after giving a sweet tiny frail old dog his summer time hair cut and a MUCH needed bubble bath.... how he looks at me, cuddles with me and how he relaxes in my arms as he falls asleep in his towel, while sticking his little tongue out because he doesn't have any teeth left. He still adores his Momma Bear after all that trauma.

Love is taking my girl to the doctor and holding her hand when it hurts.