"Love isn’t exactly what we hope it is. Sure, sometimes it’s as warm and cuddly as a puppy dog wrapped in an old cotton blanket. Gentle. Forgiving. Adoring. But it’s also as cold and hard as a block of Aberdeen granite chiseled from the Scottish hills."
My ex-colleague and friend, Mike, blogs. This was an excerpt from today's post. For some reason, this really hit me today. You can find this and many other posts online at http://www.toomanymornings.com
He's a brilliant writer.
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