There is something very hopeful about the Love List. It is magical and romantic and common sensible all at the same time. It feels like the most perfect thing to do, but we never do. At least I've never done it. Each morning I get up and I think about what the Love List ought to say and then like magic the suggestions show up. Things that I have long forgotten about, or things that I believe are more than anyone could possibly be. But so what! It is all about the grandest of possibilities.
The Love List may bear out my next "True Love" I am convinced that it will. Maybe not at the end of March, or at the end of the year. It may well be that my "True Love" is in front of me or far away from me. The thing that I love about it is that I get to dream and imagine and wish and lay out in a very thoughtful way a great many qualities I find attractive in myself and in someone else. I am laying out myself in this Love List and that is amazing.
The Love List 64-66
- 64. When its that Time of the Month, he will keep me in dairy-free chocolates and wine!
- 65. Will wrangle the children while I sleep in every once in a while.
- 66. Will let me cater Boys Night In sometimes. I know this is sacred, but I could really set it up beautifully and keep it all manly-man of course.