A friend who lived in Italy as a single woman some years ago dated an Italian policeman. After only a few dates he professed, I love you.
Love me, she laughingly replied, we hardly know one another.
That’s the problem with you Americans he stated soberly, You don’t understand I am in love with saying I love you.
May your Easter be filled with love, the real kind…. and may you live, and laugh, and love.