The Words We Forget...

Sometimes we forget to tell the ones we love just how much they mean to us. Life gets crazy, we are all so busy and, especially when you are in a relationship, it becomes habit to tell your loved ones the things we don’t love about them more often than the things we do. Sometimes it takes an event to remind us to do this. Something that reminds us just how fragile life can be. Sometimes it is as silly as a soppy episode of Greys Anatomy or the lyrics of a song. Sometimes it can be as serious as a tragic situation that is a little to close to home. Either way it reminds us of something we shouldn’t need to be reminded of.



For me it is often when I spend time in hospital. A lot happens in hospitals. It is where life both begins and ends. Unfortunately I seem to have been confronted with the end of life more often than the beginning. Witnessing chemo out-patients line up each morning, ready to receive the poisons that they pray will save their life or knowing the lady in the room next door won’t see what tomorrow brings. Seeing critically ill or injured patients, kept alive only by machinery, being transported to ICU or hearing the dreaded code blue announcements over the PA. Each and every one of these people has loved ones who thought thought they would never be in ‘that’ situation. Each and every time, I am reminded how lucky I am to be surrounded by some very special people who I want to always know just how special they are.

Cameron in particular is the love of my life and there are so many things I adore about him: The way he calls me Jessie-Grace or just Grace. Never Jess. The ways he cares for other people – even ones he doesn’t know. The way, when we make the bed together, he throws a blanket over me so I can’t help! The way he loves to learn about everything and share lots of random facts… even when I have no idea what he is talking about! His willingness to tackle both the vacuum cleaner and the stove and be victorious! The way he looks after me, even when I’m grotty and snotty and sick and the amazing trust we share. The way he loves my siblings (almost) as much as I do and how patient he is with them… and me! His smell. The way he can never say ‘no’ to snuggles, even when he is mad at me or that when we share food he always gives me the ‘big’ half even though he really wants it. His ability to dream crazy ideas but still be the most practical, calm, level headed person I know. I could go on but needless to say… I am in LaLaLa LOVE.

That being said, it is still really important to me that I don’t take it for granted that Cameron knows all the things I love about him. Why use the ‘L’ word sparingly when none of us know how many times we will get to say it? To love and be loved are the most important things in the world. No matter how tired, how busy or how many times we have already said it, we must never forget to remind those we love just how much they mean to us. The more oooey gooey lovey dovier the better. Let’s face it; we all smile inside when we say those three precious words… I LOVE YOU.

xxx