tell people I love them more often

P.F. Changs is giving away lettuce wraps if you order an entray. I don’t think I can eat these because my new diet doesn’t allow beef. But to all you 43thingers who like free things, feel the love (or taste it, anyway).

http://www.pfchangs.com/briny/default.aspx

I sent Kimari a text telling him I love him while he was in England visiting his girlfriend. He didn’t respond, but that is ok. I love him just the same. He is such a wonderful person and easy to love. His favorite color is orange.

I told Nina a love her over the phone. She didn’t know what to say. She is such a tough nut to crack. She is eastern european and has all this toughness rolled up in that itty bitty exterior. Sometimes she fights me verbally and tries to challenge everything I say and believe. I have to stay calm with her and can only take her in doses. But I decided 3 years ago purposefully to be her friend. I won’t take it back or change my mind. My friendship and my love typically go hand in hand. She challenges me and pushes me away sometimes but I still love her. Her attitude reminds me to focus and stay calm in the midst of adversity.

I just sent my friend a text message telling him I hope he had a wonderful day and I love him. I didn’t call him because his days are long and his evenings are busy. I want to tell him more often because I admire him and think he is great, but I don’t want to tell him too often because I don’t want him to get anxious and think I want to pressure him into something more.

No; actually love is in my heart, but I have to get it across my lips more often. Ok, I won’t get all mushy, but I really believe it is really important to let people you love know how you feel. I really loved my best friend so much, but we did not start telling each other until her mother died rather suddenly. I am so glad we started telling each other often because she died 11 months later. We were both 29. I was devestated, but I had peace and no regrets. Earlier that same year I told my grandfather that I loved him for the first time, and I was so excited because he told me he loved me too. He died 2 weeks later. Once again I was sad, but had peace and no regrets. This one is really, really important.