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all you need is love...

So I know every girl in the world claims they're not like "every other girl" and usually I want to punch someone in the throat when they claim that because, let's be honest- you are, but I've finally found out one aspect of my life where I'm not like MOST girls. It's my "love language". So let me explain. I recently read a book called "The 5 Love Languages" and at the end, if you haven't already figured out which one you speak- it provides you with a quiz to figure it out on your own. I took the quiz and had a pretty good idea what it was going to say, but I had no idea that it would tell me that I completely fail at receiving love through words.

I guess I should start at the beginning (which is an awfully good place to start). There are 5 love languages: Quality Time, Words of Affirmation, Service, Physical Touch and Gifts. It's about how you show your love and how you best receive love. I pretty much knew that Service and Quality Time would be right up there super high on my results- but Words of Affirmation? Yeah basically I don't need words haha. So the idea is that you pick one of the 2 statements that is more true and in the end the most you can have is a 12 for each type, my breakdown:
Quality Time- 11
Service- 9
Gifts- 5
Physical Touch- 4
Words of Affirmation- 1

That's right world, 90% of females' primary love language is words and it's like not even on my radar!

Which brings me to my next point- why people around me think I'm constantly getting walked all over. Service is a huge thing for me- it's how I show love, so driving a half an hour when I'm tired just to see someone for 15 minutes is something I will do because I'm sacrificing and getting my quality time. It's a humbling thought to realize that most of my life people I love (who might not love me) will walk all over me because they know they can- and even if they say thank you... that won't matter...

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Dear Michelle. I love and miss ya and appreciate the factthat you drive clear to Utah on a whim b/c a friend needs you and I get to reap the benefits. I like your posting and I can not believe it has been so long since you posted. But you are on my radar. I miss you.. we may come down there some time this fall for the get a day give a day at disney thing. Nothing is set in stone but we are always looking for excuses to come see you guys. TTYL!

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