I am super lactose-intolerant… my diagnosis was empirical until recently, but I now have legit medical evidence to suggest a “strong” intolerance to lactose. Validation! Yes!
So, that’s lactose-intolerant in the medical sense. If you are lactose-intolerant in the metaphorical sense, you may want to stop reading because this is about to get chee-sy!!
This weekend, my world was bursting at the seams with love. Our house was full of friends and family, a baby and two dogs, and it was won-der-ful. Our friends from Green Bay spent the weekend with us and brought their beautiful little girl and their sweet dog. On Saturday, my sister-in-law and her friends came into town for a mud run and my mother- and father-in-law came over to watch. I made a big breakfast and we all went out to cheer the runners on. We cheered and laughed, we ate breakfast and homemade apple pie, we watched a movie with (in-ceiling, in-wall– good job, babe) surround sound and watched our dogs play and play and play…
Have you ever seen the movie Love Actually? It’s absolutely, hands down, my favorite movie of all time. To me, that movie is about love in every form– family, friendship, romantic. (And it’s funny– British-style funny– too!) I love that movie, primarily because I love love! And sometimes, like this weekend, I feel all that love coalescing in my own life, from my friends, my family, my husband, my pup, and it’s a beautiful thing.
If you look for it, I’ve got a sneaky feeling you’ll find that love actually is all around.
Friends, family, pets, co-workers… the kindness of strangers. So much love, and in completely unlimited supply. Why not share a little of your own this week?