It's amazing to me peeking out around the clichés about love: "Love is all you need," "Love will keep us together," "Love is blind," to discover that it's the real love: the sometimes grief stricken, sometimes argument inducing, sometimes storming off into separate corners, sometimes wondering about your fate together love is the love that's redeeming me. It's an ugly little animal you rescued from the street, who needs a lot of attention, but once you feed it and give it a bath and pet its head, you witness a beautiful rebirth and you gain trust and you find a loyal friend.

January 23, 2002