{I spell love P-A-R-T-Y. Side note: I love the eye sore of this photo–that poor fig tree, which I am pleased to say, after a lot of love and fertilizer is reviving! I take fig husbandry seriously, people.}
I’ve been thinking a lot about how I love people. Like the actual verb. My favorite way to love my kids is to cozy up. Snuggling on a Saturday morning cannot be topped. I love to love my friends by hosting events. In my head nothing spells L-O-V-E like some balloons, fancy cake, and a bunch of friends laughing and saying ‘oh, how cuuuuuute!’ 9 million times. I love my husband with quality time together. We are generally codependent and I would have him by my side 24/7 if that were possible.
But I’ve been thinking– do I love people the way that makes sense to me or the way that they need? I’ve thought a lot about love languages regarding marital relationships, but do I put enough thought into what each individual child responds to? What about my friends? What about my own mother? Am I in tune with their love languages?
What do you guys think?
1. How do you love? (spouse, siblings, friends, children…)
2. What is the best way to determine another’s love language and how do you respond to those needs?
3. Do you think all husbands have the same love language? (insert laughing, winking emoji face here.)
Feel free to leave a comment here, but I think the best place to converse is on Instagram. Find me there! @annecropper
xo
anne
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