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Units of Love

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Digging through old files from a hard drive that I no longer trust, I found a journal entry from when my sister and I arrived home from college for the summer.  That evening, she asked Mom, “How much do you love me?”  While Mom hesitated, dad asked, “What are the units?”  I cracked up, as only a Physics major could at such a question.  “In…” Angela looked around, “Easter eggs!”  There happened to be some on the coffee table, on top of all the books and whatnot.  For some reason, I couldn’t hear Mom’s response.

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Written by eswald

10 Jul 2012 at 3:57 pm

Posted in Lifestyle

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