Another old journal page, cut into a heart and then glued on top of a doodle in my current journal.
Lola's heart patch.
Since reading Jude's post this morning I've been thinking about the word "love." I don't think it's possible to use it too much with the people that matter to us (making sure that people know they are important, that they are valued, that they matter), but it is possible to use it too much as praise. It can get all messed up with validation and motivation. Especially with young people.
And yet it always is something that I appreciate hearing. And there are things we, as a species, don't love enough (planet Earth for example).
It's a slippery word.
Still thinking...