How many times have we been caught in that awkward moment of silence with the one you love? I usually stammer and stutter my way out of it, tripping over my tongue and stepping over my words. I guess all I had to do was smile, hold her tight and let the moment take care of itself. It is a good thing I can write, because my words sometimes are few and far between. Which means I don't complain or criticize either. Falls under the category ' be thankful in all things. Thanks Allison for reminding me what love represents with few words, just make them count.