I love you

There are two types of families.  One's that verbally say I love you and one's that don't say it so often but show it more than they say it.  I'm not saying that if you say it verbally that you don't show it, that by saying it, it eliminates the need to show it.  We are a family that says it and we say it a lot.  We always have.  And yes, of course we show it too, but we throw it around here like it's candy!  I love you easily flies off our tongues.  I grew up in a house where love was freely given and of course my parents told me they loved me, but I don't recall that we said it on a daily basis.  My mom, sister and I will tell each other we love each other every couple of weeks, and sometimes it will be months.  When I met Mike we told each other we loved each other before ending every phone call, and before we ended each date.  It became second nature to us.  I remember when we were younger and we were at work.  Mike was surrounded by his co-workers and as I walked away he said (out loud) I love you!  I think his co workers razzed him for months about that.  Mike still says he loves me when we're angry with each other.  Me, not so much.  Jay doesn't think it's as cool to say he loves me, but he stills says it, just on his terms.  Nick says it all the time.  Just today Nick was fishing and called me from his phone.  He ended the conversation with I love you. We are an I love you kind of family!  We aren't perfect.  In fact we are far from it.  We get on each other's nerves, we annoy one another, but at our core we love each other!