What Is Love?

Let me tell you what love is—real love. It is not all the mushy stuff we associate with Valentine’s Day. I mean, do that stuff you want, but that’s not it. And with your kids, it’s not mama-bearing every situation they face. Again, do that if you want.

No, real love is spending the AFC and NFC Championship in a godforsaken gym in eastern Pennsylvania while sleet and rain come down and concessions runs out of hot dogs in ten minutes and you order from Jersey Mike’s and you go through said weather to get your sandwiches but they forget one of your sandwiches and you wait an extra thirty minutes as all the people who ordered for the games come in and once you finally get your sandwich you go back to the car in said weather and accidentally put your hotel in the GPS and not the gym and as you drive around in circles one of your kids is wigging out because he can’t find the right streaming service for the game and when you finally get back to said dreary gym through said weather one of your other kids pesters you for money for the vending machines even though he just ate 1200 calories on your dime and they announce the finalists and your daughter is one of them but she gave them no accolades even though she placed in a college tournament and was a high school All American and so she is announced as “at 191 lbs from Lock Haven University, Lindsay Laws . . . who made the dean’s list,” which causes the gym to crack up, and meanwhile your oldest is still texting Taylor Swift hate as the Chiefs seem to be rolling and when all this is over you have to drive home through the weather for five hours and not watch the NFC game. This, my friends, is love.

Lindsay won the tournament, btw. And that’s great. But what we should really remember most here is the love and sacrifice of her father. (Be sure to turn the sound up on the video for the best part.)

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