In your words I am safe because they aren't just words. You are there every day, every year. You are there in the good times and the bad. Even knowing my faults, of which there are many, you are there to listen, to defend, to love. You understand my anxieties, my triggers and the ghosts that haunt me, driving actions that are so illogical to others. In return I keep you safe with my words, my deeds. I am the one who will always be there for you, be honest with you, listen and care. I won't always have answers for you, you won't always have answers for me, but you will never be alone in your problems and neither will I. So today I will paint you a picture of my love with words, and then everyday I will prove they are true."A love that isn't considerate and kind is not love at all." Parker Ryan was saying to his daughter. "It is merely an emotional attachment. Bonds can be made for selfish reasons or simply fail to mature to real love. For love to be real each partner puts the other fir

Doris's mother's, Evelyn was tasked master, mission maker and decider of everyone's general direction in life. She organized the chores, the academia and the fun like any good army drill sergeant. My father did nothing but work; work at his job, work at fixing up the house and work at getting enough sleep so that he didn't doze off on the way to the factory the next day. Once in a while he would smile or laugh - and when he did the world brightened for those precious moments - then he would sink back down into his whirl of fretting. My older brother was the champion, the go-getter, the model child that mom had so carefully crafted. I was the extra, the buddy, the second and last. Always I got less support, less consideration, but still compared to the yard stick of my brother. Always second best, always found lacking in some vital ingredient for success. I took to following Dad around the house, learning what tools to use for what, how to fix a leak, make a wall frame, insert a new win

Being in love can be painful if you aren't sure that the love is mirrored the same way in the one you love. Isla knew that much, and she feared she would never heal again. The pain comes from fear and the need to feel loved, nurtured and protected - as you wish to love, nurture and protect the one you love. You want to 'come home' but you aren't sure that it is your home, or that you can keep it as you feel the emotional need to. That stage should pass when you either get together or move on. If it lasts after you get together then something is wrong because you should now feel safe and assured that the other loves you as much as you love them. One who keeps you insecure has not love for you but possession of you. And whilst passionate love often takes a form of protective possession, it does reassure and give security, nuture, emotional warmth and dependable kindness. It takes real bravery to bring your thoughts to these issues, yet the rewards of getting love right are great. It is t

Love, dearest Doris, is not a spoken language at all, so listen not to tongues of silver. Love is in kind deeds, thoughtful actions, truthfulness, trustworthiness and self-sacrifice. Within that definition of love lies true passion, not at all the same thing as lust - a transitory satisfaction for the 'hungry ghost' soul. Know this, sweet child, and you'll have more love than your heart can hold even in the 'slim' years."I love you. That means I would defend you with my life even if the odds were insurmountable. It means I will comfort you in the difficult and painful times. It means I will dance and rejoice with you when times are good. It means I will never betray you, never give up on you. It means finding my fire when you, my loved one, is threatened, yet never waging war - only doing what is necessary for a noble defence. Love says I forgive you when you err. Love says though life may test me I am yours into eternity and I will never abandon you. It means I will never put you in

"Good morning, honey." Nathan smiled at his wife who stretched, still half-asleep in bed. "How was your night?""Fine." She managed to say amid yawning. "Why are you up so early?" She questioned, seeing as he was fully dressed. "Are you going somewhere?""Not really. Well I am going out, but it's not an important outing. I just wanted to get some things." He lied. It wasn't his intention to keep his meeting from her, he just didn't want to say anything until he was sure of the outcome."Okay, don't be long." She said as she covered herself."I won't." He placed a light kiss on her forehead and rose to his feet. "Do you need me to get anything for you?" He knew the answer to the question even before she replied. "Cookies." She said with a broad smile, showing off her perfect set of white teeth."Of course it is." The love Doris had for cookies was endless and he always tried to satisfy her whenever she hungered for it so even without asking ger, he always made sure to get it for her w