I'm home and got something scrappy on.
I made a LO for Creative Therapy, their latest catalyst is to document what your first memory of love is. then I used a sketch from gettinsketchy. I shrinked it down to fit my AAM album.
Okay, so my first memory of real love is as found in my journaling:
as a child every Good Friday the family would go to church to hear preaching on Jesus' last 7 words. My sister and I would cry and mourn over how those people could be so mean and hurt our sweet Jesus. Dad would try & explain how it had to be done. I know my parents love me, but I think the Love that has impacted me the most was Christ's love. He gave up his life for me, someone I can't see or feel. I could just feel how much he loves me.