My Dad is an enigmatic creature, one minute he is wandering about like an absent minded dingbat and in the next he is spouting off deep, soulful wisdom that rocks you to the core. You can never be truly certain which will surface, the wandering fool or the brilliant sage. They seem inextricably linked. Today, on the phone, he spoke of love. He said, "One should always rejoice over love, for all things of this world pass away and LOVE is a beautiful experience. You should give yourself freely to it. You should hold nothing back out of fear of loss or pain. Like all experiences it will pass into something else, but it is better to have lived it than, in your fear, hide from its embrace".
Gotta love that ole' guy...
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What better use of our words than to speak of LOVE.