Three kids will do something really cool with me today. I have access to a helicopter and they will get to check it out. I think I would have loved to do that when I was a kid. I hope they remember the things that were done for them when they are older. I hope that they know the things I do are for free. Fathers and Mothers all know the meaning of free. Free means no strings attached, a gift in the purest sense. Free stuff is closely tied to love and love can't have a pricetag. It has to happen that way or love would not be real. It's a universal truth. Loving isn't easy though. I submit that loving ranks high among the hardest things you will ever do. Whoever said it was easy obviously never loved anything the way I do. Love has asked me to look in the mirror and change, it has asked me to see the truth through wicked lifelong lies and rise above everything. It demands that genuine pain be felt and recycled into understanding instead of covered up or buried. Buried pain is a cancer we all carry by the way. More on that later. Finally, love asks that I step outside of myself and honor the human capacity for self sacrifice, emotional realness and empathy - not to mention forgiving a billion billion times over. I've been married for 11 years and learned this meaning of love the hard way- trial and error. But I go to sleep each night knowing what the meaning of love is and believing that I loved my hardest. What does love ask you to do?