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Love Knots for everyone…

Love Knot Meaning

Mark asks…

Do you believe in love at first sight?

How would you know if it is love or lust? Does love mean their has to also be chemistry?
to honeytar – i think until you experience love you will think it’s a myth, but once you are lucky to experience that special feeling so few do, you to will ‘believe’ in it.
just like how some people don’t like each other but then grow to love each other, can’t it be possible for two people to right off the bat love each other and then grow to hate? why does it have to be neutral to negative and then turn into love but not love and then turn to not love??

LoveKnots answers:

YES! DEFINITELTY!!!

But!!! It doesn’t mean it’s going to be a LASTING “LOVE”, or, that it is your ‘SOULMATE!’

You might ‘love’ someone’s LOOKS (that’s pretty shallow, but it’s often a starting point)! You might ‘love’ having the door opened for you… You might ‘love’ the thought of being with that person 24/7! When REALITY sets in… Things might not be the same… When it’s time to pack YOU, and the baby, and the car-seat into the pick-up… Is the ‘door STILL going to opened for you’?… Or, are you going to be told to get your butt in the truck?

When one of you has to separate from the other (unless you are FORTUNATE enough to ‘TIE a KNOT’ with someone who is independently wealthy) so that at least ONE of you can try to earn a LIVING… There are MORE demands being made than just “you go to WORK, and I’ll be HERE, WAITING for you…!!!”… SOMEONE has to be taking care of the baby… Washing the clothes, paying the bills…. Whose ‘CHECK’ pays the bills….

It’s HARD to hand-over a ‘pay-check’, after WORKING so hard for it! One wants to KNOW that it is going to be ‘spent’ with ‘what was in MIND’ when it was being EARNED!!!

LOVE can be a ‘tricky’ thing…

I ‘sense’ from your questions, that YOU are ‘sincere’…

Keep asking questions…. You have several GOOD answers already…!!! CONTROL you ‘emotions’… Control your ‘juices’… KEEP asking the questions… And ASK LOTS of them…

I’ve had the privilege of talking to ‘random’ people who have been married for over 60 years… And they wrap their arms around each other like they were teenagers… And, I could SEE the “LIGHT” in their eyes as they looked at each other…

I have ONE couple in mind… Don’t KNOW their names, (and would not be Allowed to TELL you, if I COULD… Or WOULD…)

I saw them while I was working at a local ‘voting center’… I was inspired by how ‘in-touch’ they were with each other! THAT is LOVE! Maybe, better answer… That is SOUL-Mates!

Good luck in your ‘quest!’

Joseph asks…

i need the lyrics to the song WHAT I LOVE ABOUT SUNDAYS?

LoveKnots answers:

Raymond’s in his Sunday best,
He’s usually up to his chest in oil an’ grease.
There’s the Martin’s walkin’ in,
With that mean little freckle-faced kid,
Who broke a window last week.
Sweet Miss Betty likes to sing off key in the pew behind me.

That’s what I love about Sunday:
Sing along as the choir sways;
Every verse of Amazin’ Grace,
An’ then we shake the Preacher’s hand.
Go home, into your blue jeans;
Have some chicken an’ some baked beans.
Pick a back yard football team,
Not do much of anything:
That’s what I love about Sunday.

I stroll to the end of the drive,
Pick up the Sunday Times, grab my coffee cup.
It looks like Sally an’ Ron, finally tied the knot,
Well, it’s about time.
It’s 35 cents off a ground round,
Baby. Cut that coupon out!

That’s what I love about Sunday:
Cat-napping on the porch swing;
You curled up next to me,
The smell of jasmine wakes us up.
Take a walk down a back road,
Tackle box and a cane pole;
Carve our names in that white oak,
An’ steal a kiss as the sun fades,
That’s what I love about Sunday,
Oh, yeah.

Ooh, new believers gettin’ baptized,
Momma’s hands raised up high,
Havin’ a Hallelujah good time
A smile on everybody’s face.
That’s what I love about Sunday,
Oh, yeah.

That’s what I love about Sunday,
Oh, yeah.

Sandy asks…

i need the lyrics to the song WHAT I LOVE ABOUT SUNDAYS?

LoveKnots answers:

Raymond’s in his Sunday best,
He’s usually up to his chest in oil an’ grease.
There’s the Martin’s walkin’ in,
With that mean little freckle-faced kid,
Who broke a window last week.
Sweet Miss Betty likes to sing off key in the pew behind me.

That’s what I love about Sunday:
Sing along as the choir sways;
Every verse of Amazin’ Grace,
An’ then we shake the Preacher’s hand.
Go home, into your blue jeans;
Have some chicken an’ some baked beans.
Pick a back yard football team,
Not do much of anything:
That’s what I love about Sunday.

I stroll to the end of the drive,
Pick up the Sunday Times, grab my coffee cup.
It looks like Sally an’ Ron, finally tied the knot,
Well, it’s about time.
It’s 35 cents off a ground round,
Baby. Cut that coupon out!

That’s what I love about Sunday:
Cat-napping on the porch swing;
You curled up next to me,
The smell of jasmine wakes us up.
Take a walk down a back road,
Tackle box and a cane pole;
Carve our names in that white oak,
An’ steal a kiss as the sun fades,
That’s what I love about Sunday,
Oh, yeah.

Ooh, new believers gettin’ baptized,
Momma’s hands raised up high,
Havin’ a Hallelujah good time
A smile on everybody’s face.
That’s what I love about Sunday,
Oh, yeah.

That’s what I love about Sunday,
Oh, yeah.

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