Almost every day, I have this refreshing moment when I realize, and then tell myself (silently) how full of love I am. Often I associate it with love for my wife. It usually happens in my downstairs hallway when I’m putting on my shoes, about to step out the door. It’s a realization that I have so much love potential for people I might encounter. It reminds me that I’m a warm, loving person with love to give… Yes, with all my flaws and inner conflicts and philosophical issues.