Welcome! Happy St. Patrick’s Day. Next week is also mine and Lady Linda’s 20^th wedding anniversary. The weather here in the northeast is finally starting to get a little warmer. It’s great to see people out and about. As always, You’re Amazing And I’ll Prove It!

Now for this week’s story:

Not long-ago Lady Linda and I were walking down the sidewalk when suddenly she tripped on an uneven portion. When she tripped, she fell. I stood there and looked at her. Why did I not help her?

I hear the word Love all the time. I love him/her. I love my children. I love my Sister or Brother, aunt or uncle, mom or dad etc. But what is the Greatest form of Love one person can show to another?

As you probably already know Lady Linda and I had a housecleaning business for more than 20 years. Through those 20 years we had customers for years. Every week or two she and I would go into their homes and clean. Many of these customers worked from home, meaning they were home when Lady Linda and I were in their homes.

During this time of going into their homes every week or two, with them home, Lady Linda and I became like family. So much so that one cleaning day Lady Linda and I brought our 20-year-old son to help us.

The client had never met our son. When we walked in the client, a woman, was sitting in her easy chair with her robe and slippers on, drinking coffee. Her hair was disheveled, and she had no makeup on. Instantly upon seeing a stranger she jumped up, shouting “you brought company”. She ran to her bedroom, put on a nice outfit, fixed her hair, and put on makeup before we could introduce our son. Now that’s family. This gave me a fairly unique vantage point to view how different families function behind closed doors.

The first question I have is, is love politics, religion, skin color (race), or sexual preference? During the time Lady Linda and I cleaned houses our clients ran the gamut in all four categories. Politically we had everyone from devout communists to devout capitalists and everything in between. Religiously, we had Buddhists, Jewish, Christians, and Muslims. We had every skin color and as far as sexual orientation we had all walks of life in that category as well.

Every last family, we became part of, loved one another deeply. They cared about their neighbors, their town and country. There are no exceptions of any kind.

This means love isn’t politics, religion, skin color (race), or sexual preference. Then perhaps it’s taking care of each other. Also, if it is taking care of each other, what does taking care of each other mean?

Because I am 66 years old, I have a lot of reference points to answer the question, is love taking care of each other? I will continue to use Lady Linda and my housecleaning family as my reference in this blog.

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