I love my (new) husband.
I love my son, and my step-sons.
I love (in a friend-way now) my ex.
I love my crazy extended family.
I love my friends, old and new, who I mostly see online these days, but still...
I love the smell of the seasons as they change.
I love the colors of cars that dare to be different. Especially those crazy yellow ones.
I love my hands and all of the things they can do: draw, stroke, pose, wave, type, press, submerge...
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