It’s happened to me, Jim. More than once since Liz died. I can imagine it happening again, easily. With a heart truly open to love, it shows up every day. Maybe it won’t be forever, maybe it’ll just be a hug on the street. Or, a chance meeting in a bookstore. It’s all about perspective. What do you call love today? Expand the meaning and you can find it everywhere. Stumble on someone else with the same attitude and a whole new universe can burst into existence. The only limits are the ones we impose upon ourselves.

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