I'm starting a collection of lovely blog posts about love. Just cos'. Frankly, the world just needs to read these right now.
This first one, by Gluten-Free Girl, made me tear up in the middle, and then *dang* again at the end.
This excerpt from her post made me laugh:
This is a man who ran from the length of my kitchen to the the other side of the living room when he first ate my roast chicken, whooping and hollering at the taste of it, then stopped to do a jig on the kitchen floor.
