He would ask me to sing the Italian songs I learned while I was with the nuns in Italy, and he would always have tears in his eyes. We used to laugh because he laughed and cried at the same time. Papa Joe sure has a place in my heart, even though he's been gone for several years now. I know love lasts forever, because when I think of those I love, I feel love inside me, whether they are with me or not. The love I feel doesn't change because they are no longer here on earth, because love lives on.
Love is always alive.
Love can change your view of life. You may say that your life isn't always beautiful, and it may be so. My brother says that all the time. It's become a way for us to remember that things are not always what they seem. Contrary to the fearsome God who supposedly wants sacrifices from His children, the God I believe in isn't broke.