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Some-Kinda-Blog-Stop I Love You, Too... | I Love You, Too... |
| Wednesday, 27 May 2009 | |
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Buses. Subways. Trains. South Plainfield, cathedrals, Museums, Central Park, West Village, Downtown Manhattan, Brooklyn, Queens, Metuchen. From New Jersey to New York and back. There's a story or two to share but I am frazzled right now. After walking-in to this one restaurant in Metuchen, I decided to walk home from the rail station because the day was fine. Today, at the Cathedral of St. Francis of Assisi, I was brought to my knees. And today, while strongly holding back my tears, I uttered the words: "I love you, too..." I have never said those words to Him with so much emotion. I don't know what came to me but saying so made me hold my breath and put my hands over my heart. I say that often and I mean it every time but I can't really remember uttering those words ardently, with emotion too strong. Today when I did, it felt like my heart was on fire. And it's not because I was hurting and maybe not because I was glad of something. It was simply because I have seen things that seem to tell me how much He loves me. Small things that seem to tell me that I am being watched over. That moment, I had a strong impulse to reply, "I love you, too, Lord," and it made me cry. Who am I? Why love me this much? Little by little, I will share some stories of my (mis)adventures. Stay tuned. Right now, all I want to do is to let this out. I don't want to forget this-- an occurrence that I wish to experience over and over again. |
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