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Here is the question I have posed to others (as I have posed to myself) — the one I now pose to you, my reader:

What do you love profoundly?

Please, read that question again. What do you love profoundly?

This question is not about a person or people near and dear to you — we’re not talking about your family, What, not Who. And then, that one word, in the end, that changes everything, doesn’t it? Profoundly.

Honestly, I could just stop writing right here. Pose the question, and my work is done — “Go forth and think and write on this subject alone, spend a moment or years and your life shall be yours. Seek joy and live. Live a profound life.”

But I need to write a blog, because that is what I do.

I was stumped. Since I am already going through an existential crisis, I grabbed a soft blanket, my dog, a cold can of Dr Pepper Zero Sugar, dried seaweed from the Korean market (my preferred snack of the moment) and cocooned myself with the TV. This lasted one evening, then I had to get up and do laundry.

So, I asked my mother-in-law, who was visiting and staying with us for a few days what she loved profoundly. She thought for maybe 30 seconds, and answered, “Nature.”