Some things I love – in no order:
- Monster cookies
- Dark chocolate
- Fruit (all kinds)
- Hugs
- Kissing my kids’ cheeks
- Snuggling babies
- Good books
- Dancing
- Laughing
- Traveling to warm places
- Coffee
- A good workout
- Roasted red pepper hummus with celery
- Saturdays with nothing that has to be done
- Spring time
Some things I hate:
- Stubbing my toe
- Realizing too late that I forgot something important
- Disrespectful people
- Tomato worms (they are seriously disgusting)
- Snakes and mice (see above)
So, obviously, these are far from being comprehensive lists. Some people might be quick to point out that I left out the “big ones” like loving my family, or hating human trafficking. Well, that’s kind of my point. Our society, in general, uses “love” and “hate” loosely and frequently. I’m definitely at fault of doing so myself. It wasn’t until a good friend pointed out that he “doesn’t just throw those words around” that I started being more aware of how often I do. I like to point out that my love for hummus is a completely different kind of love than my love for my children. But, in English at least, the word is the same. Since I’m an educator, who loves to teach about the importance of word choice in writing, I find myself pausing a bit and trying to think of a more accurate word to describe what I’m talking about…reserving love for more appropriate times. I really do love more than I hate. I’ve mentioned in previous posts that “I love big.” And while, I am not ashamed of that fact, I am trying to be more intentional with my word choice, so as not to diminish the feeling behind the words. Thoughts?
