Air-Conditioning or ‘How I Became Weak’

I used to be tough.  I could weather a heat wave barely breaking a sweat.  Sure, summertime meant a small degree of discomfort, but it was eclipsed by fourth of July fireworks, barbecues, and afternoons at the outdoor pool.  It meant fun, freedom and adventure; it was a season to look forward to, and being hot was just part of the experience. . .

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“I Love You Because”—Choosing to Love Intentionally

If I said I wasn’t interested in unconditional love, would you think I’m crazy?  Would you hit the back button as quickly as possible, black-list this blog, and write me off as some kind of sociopath?  Surely, you’d think I’m insane; unconditional love is the pinnacle, the epitome, the ultimate level of emotional attachment, right?

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