GO KERMIT!! Xx
It’s Pooplication week for Tom and Dougie! Who’s already got their hands on this little number? It’s a funny one! Xx
— Mother Teresa
The word LUV has been around for quite a few years now but, after much reflection and careful consideration, I’ve come to the conclusion that I REALLY don’t like it. Not one bit. It’s cold, lacking in emotion and void of commitment. From what I can gather it’s a way of sending warmth without coming across as weird or overly enthusiastic towards the one you’re expressing your LUV to. But, to me, I can’t help but think it means, ‘You’re okay, but not quite worthy of my LOVE’, which is highly disappointing. In fact, being the big lover that I am, I can’t help but feel a little disheartened whenever the word LUV is used at the bottom of a message. If you don’t mean it, don’t write it! Just end it with ‘Take care’, ‘See you soon’, or, if you really want to highlight the fact that you don’t quite LOVE the person, ‘liking you, but not much more’… I think I’d be alright with that. Well, no, I’d have a good cry (I’m a loser like that), but at least I wouldn’t have the disappointing lull that a LUV-ended message can bring.
In a world where there is so much sadness and sorrow I think we should all be doing our best to spread a touch of kindness and a whole heap of LOVE… LOVE boldly, unquestionably and unconditionally. Let people know when you LOVE them, and don’t hide behind a shoddy three letter version of the word that sounds the same but says something entirely different.
So please, do me a favour and keep your LUV until I’m worthy of your LOVE!
Just been forwarded this screen shot from the iTunes homepage. Thank you Apple for supporting the audio of You’re the One that I Want. Now you can listen to the words that came from my brain rather than read them! Hurrah! Xx
Another reminder as to why mental health issues should be taken seriously and not shrugged away as though they don’t exist. Its sufferers try to battle against its strength, but it’s like swimming with an almighty weight tied to their ankles, threatening to drag them down without warning. Depression doesn’t discriminate, its victims come in all shapes and sizes. Even people you think ‘have it all’ can be struggling under its dark cloud.
RIP Robin Williams. Thanks for the laughter and the tears growing up - you really were my favourite. The world has lost an almighty talent - but I hope you’re cracking some jokes for all our loved ones in heaven.