Remarkable Children (Part Three)

At the passing of the peace.

The passing of the peace at my parish.

I have talked about love of family and love for ourselves in my last two posts, next up is love for friends and neighbors.

There is a new trend that has started between my girlfriends and I, we say “I love you” to each other. Before we just said “Love you!” in a passing, cheerful sort of way. Now when we say it, we stop, we look the other person in the eye and say “I love you.”

It wasn’t an easy trend to start. It felt too open and vulnerable to say the full sentence starting with an “I.” “Love you!” was easy. “I love you” was hard.

I think it all started when one of the girls was diagnosed with breast cancer. She is an open and loving sort of person, a person that warms your heart and makes you believe that the world is a better place just by being near her. When we thought of losing her a chill of fear shot through our hearts. We rushed in to say “I love you” at every opportunity. We’d kiss her cheek and hug her hard and sway with the rhythm of the love passed back and forth between us.

Some of us girls are in relationships, others (like me) aren’t. Those that are in relationships, those relationships are rather new and are not (yet) set-in-concrete sure and steady things. Some of us are fed by a steady stream of “I love yous” from children or partners, others aren’t. Those that aren’t need that anchor of Love, and even those that are need to know that anchor is there. Having that anchor, that love to fall back on, that “I got you” security, means all the world to me.

These gals are some of the most Remarkable Children of God I have ever known. I love them. I love you.

Who do you love? Tell them. Tell them the very next time you see them. And then tell them again.

Yesterday after church and coffee hour, I passed by 90-something-year-old Mary Beth in the hallway as she was leaving. Mary Beth has one of the most beautiful faces I have ever seen, I think she is beautiful because there are years of prayers and years of acts of love that have made her so. She is a testament to what a good and loving heart can do for the way you appear to others.

Mary Beth stopped her walker as I was getting ready to pass by her. We are of a similar height and as she looked into my eyes I stopped. After a long moment she very carefully and pointedly said, “I love you.”

I smiled at her, took a moment to take it all in and said, “I love you, too.”

She smiled back and said, “I know. I can feel it. I really can.”



  1. <3. Knowing is best. Hearing it doesn't hurt. See me looking at your? I love you.

  2. Me too me too! I love you AND Anne 🙂

  3. And I love you, Anne, AND Dana! XOXO

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