Amor

Love. What is love really? A verb? A noun? Butterflies in your stomach? A feeling everyone is searching for? Is it that 'can't-eat, can't-sleep, reach-for-the-stars, over-the-fence, world-series kind of stuff'?

I could have been cynical and went on about how Disney movies have given girls wrong expectations about Prince Charming, True Love and Happily Ever After. But I won't. Not today. Maybe some other time.

Love for me will always be music,



writing, reading, drawing,


and photography.



And my family, my friends,




and my Tai. (Not to be confused with a Mai Tai. )



Love. It's whatever you want it to be.