In the beginning

When we are first born our moms and dads, in most cases smother us with many kisses and love. As we grow into toddlers along with the I love you'd comes scolding words and sometimes a smack on the bottom. I know lots of toddlers that become submissive when punished, but I also know many, like myself that it left a scar. Words can hurt us or they can make us happy. In my case as I grew up I learned that words hurt. I'm not saying that's all they did, but what I heard hurt me

A child should be built up, not torn down. In times of anger things can be said that can never be taken back, but they can be forgiven. As you will see in this blog, everyone did the best they could in raising me, but I played the victim well

Simply Said

"I love you" is possibly the easiest sentence to roll off your tongue.  It's the most direct way to tell someone how you feel about them, it dries many tears, brings lots of smiles, yet so many people, including me, have never really truly felt the true meaning of those words.  Sure, we think the first time a boy or girlfriend ever says it to us that we have found our soul mate...we swoon with electricity and newfound energy over someone citing those words to us...only to find that as early as the next day, or week, or month that those words, were in fact just words.  As quickly as they were said, that chapter is now closed, that person forever leaving their mark in your world.

This blog is going to be a story of my search for the true meaning of those words...it will be a story of growth, pain, laughter, tears, anger, and hopefully before it comes to a finish we will all learn the true definition of "love".