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We Love.

There is some kind of madness in the mundane.

We sleep together, have sex together, grocery shop together, drink

coffee together, sit side by side while we work on our passions,

dreams, careers… We put our babies to sleep; you take her and

I take him… while our oldest watches fresh prince in the living room.

We laugh and eat together; argue and cry. Yet through all of the routine,

all of the stress, all of the silly that is me and that is you… we love.

We love and it never seems to run out or become boring.

It never stops “fitting.” It’s not always full of passion or lust or brilliant

excitement but you make a joke and I laugh, I cry and you hold me,

you worry and I order our favorite take out…We love.

ReBecca DeFazio

More Than a Flower