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love Pronunciation [luhv]


1. a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.

2. a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend.

3. sexual passion or desire.

4. a person toward whom love is felt; beloved person; sweetheart.

5. (used in direct address as a term of endearment, affection, or the like): Would you like to see a movie, love?

6. a love affair; an intensely amorous incident; amour.

7. sexual intercourse; copulation.

8. (initial capital letter ) a personification of sexual affection, as Eros or Cupid.

9. affectionate concern for the well-being of others: the love of one’s neighbor.

10. strong predilection, enthusiasm, or liking for anything: her love of books.

11. the object or thing so liked: The theater was her great love.

12. the benevolent affection of God for His creatures, or the reverent affection due from them to God.

13. Chiefly Tennis. a score of zero; nothing.

14. a word formerly used in communications to represent the letter L. –verb (used with object)

15. to have love or affection for: All her pupils love her.

16. to have a profoundly tender, passionate affection for (another person).

17. to have a strong liking for; take great pleasure in: to love music.

18. to need or require; benefit greatly from: Plants love sunlight.

19. to embrace and kiss (someone), as a lover.

20. to have sexual intercourse with.

–verb (used without object)

21. to have love or affection for another person; be in love.

Origin: bef. 900; (n.) ME; OE lufu, c. OFris luve, OHG luba, Goth lubō; (v.) ME lov(i)en, OE lufian; c. OFris luvia, OHG lubōn to love, L lubēre (later libēre) to be pleasing; akin to LIEF

                As I saw people, co-workers…friends that I had not seen since before the holiday break, and most who I will not see until Friday at the earliest, I made sure to make my rounds.

                “Happy Holidays,”

                “How was your Christmas?”

                “I’m not here tomorrow, or Thursday so have a Happy New Year.”

                And along my path of well wishing, I got a well wish that was so genuine and so valid that it inspired me to write another blog today.

                “Happy New Year, and I love you.”

                Now this is not a wife, girlfriend, love interest…or even a woman.  It’s not a blood family member.  This is a 61 year old man (didn’t know age until tonight) that I work with not “technically” on a full-time basis.  But, I knew that when I heard his statement, it rang true because his love for me is like the love he would have for any of his sons.  And that inspired me to write.

I’ll be back, I think I’ll crack open that Riesling.

Many times we sit back when events beyond our control occur, or we lose someone and cry, and ask for more time.  But many times we either don’t take advantage of the time we have, or realize that the time we did spend, was more than adequate.

                The passing year brought some loss, but we still must always remember that we love.  And how special the love that we encounter in life, and in people really is.  Yes…today may not be like yesterday, it may be better, it may not seem to have as much value between us.  There may be an unrealized future, but if I love you, have love for you, will love you more it is definitely for a reason…that exists in some form now.

                Because, I am starting to feel that I am losing the original focus that I had in my inspiration for writing this, I will end shortly, but please…take advantage of the time that you have, of the love that you have, because if you value it now, say it…don’t regret not saying it.

                Blue Lines tie in…sitting here 11 years since I first started my manuscript (it’s complete, time to finish the next ones), it was a labor of love, because I loved seeing how an idea and a passion that I had manifested into page upon page, upon page of my hard work.  With a new year ahead of us, let’s take advantage, especially to my loved ones, love is important…embrace it in whatever form it comes.

The manuscript Blue Lines is the fictional coming of age narrative of my protagonist a young California woman KYW, and her 2 year growing journey through school, love, and life.  A period piece, written by Kenneth Suffern, Jr., taking place at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill between the years of 1997 – 1998.  Loosely based on true events, and experiences during that time, told through the eyes and voice of the main female protagonist, a freshman first attending the school.

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