I heard someone say how important it is to talk about what you love rather than hate.
There’s too much hate in the world.
I love the night sky in the fall when the leaves are crisp and the acorns crunch under foot.
I love the cool wind in my hair as the Eagles sing about the dark desert highway.
I love that music, words, and pictures bring us together rather than tear us apart.
Look how lucky we are to be alive right now.
Love will keep us alive.