We could be a WHOLE PARADE

One of the things that Karen talks about a lot is “Falling in Like.” You should fall in Like before you fall in Love. Love is important. Love is incredible and amazing. Love makes the world go ’round. Love makes your life like a movie, aerial shots and symphonic score and all. Don’t get me wrong, I believe in Love.

But Like, well, Like is essential. Like is critical. Like is what will get you through the next 20, 30, 40, 50, years. Like is what gets you kisses when you first wake up in the morning. Like is what gets you through nineteen credit hours a semester. Like is what gets the house clean. Like is what gets the laundry done. Like is what gets you a two-foot-long straw when you have the flu and you’re so sick that you can’t lift up the glass to your lips and you just want to hang your head over the side of the bed and sip ice water from the glass on the floor. Like is what cleans up the house after an epic party. Like is what takes the dog out in the middle of the night in the middle of winter. Like chit-chats with relatives at parties. Like unloads the car after a trip to the grocery store.

Like is what makes all of the little moments even better. Like is what starts inside jokes. Like is what creates a language that no one else understands but the two of you. Being in Like is what will make every moment of your life together FUN. Like makes Love bigger and better than it is on its own.

“I Like You” 
by Sandol Stoddard Warburg

I like you and I know why.
I like you because you are a good person to like.
I like you because when I tell you something special, you know it’s special
And you remember it a long, long time.
You say, Remember when you told me something special
And both of us remember

When I think something is important
you think it’s important too
We have good ideas
When I say something funny, you laugh
I think I’m funny and you think I’m funny too
Hah-hah!
I like you because you know where I’m ticklish
And you don’t tickle me there except just a little tiny bit sometimes
But if you do, then I know where to tickle you too
You know how to be silly
That’s why I like you
Boy are you ever silly
I never met anybody sillier than me till I met you
I like you because you know when it’s time to stop being silly
Maybe day after tomorrow
Maybe never
Too late, it’s a quarter past silly
Sometimes we don’t say a word
We snurkle under fences
We spy secret places
If I am a goofus on the roofus hollering my head off
You are one too
If I pretend I am drowning, you pretend you are saving me
If I am getting ready to pop a paper bag,
then you are getting ready to jump
HOORAY

That’s because you really like me
You really like me, don’t you
And I really like you back
And you like me back and I like you back
And that’s the way we keep on going every day

If you go away, then I go away too
or if I stay home, you send me a postcard
You don’t just say Well see you around sometime, bye
I like you a lot because of that
If I go away, I send you a postcard too
And I like you because if we go away together
And if we are in Grand Central Station
And if I get lost
Then you are the one that is yelling for me

And I like you because when I am feeling sad
You don’t always cheer me up right away
Sometimes it is better to be sad
You can’t stand the others being so googly and gaggly every single minute
You want to think about things
It takes time

I like you because if I am mad at you
Then you are mad at me too
It’s awful when the other person isn’t
They are so nice and hoo-hoo you could just about punch them in the nose

I like you because if I think I am going to throw up
then you are really sorry
You don’t just pretend you are busy looking at the birdies and all that
You say, maybe it was something you ate
You say, the same thing happened to me one time
And the same thing did

If you find two four-leaf clovers, you give me one
If I find four, I give you two
If we only find three, we keep on looking
Sometimes we have good luck, and sometimes we don’t

If I break my arm, and if you break your arm too
Then it’s fun to have a broken arm
I tell you about mine, you tell me about yours
We are both sorry
We write our names and draw pictures
We show everybody and they wish they had a broken arm too

I like you because I don’t know why but
Everything that happens is nicer with you
I can’t remember when I didn’t like you
It must have been lonesome then

I like you because because because
I forget why I like you but I do
So many reasons
On the 4th of July I like you because it’s the 4th of July
On the fifth of July, I like you too
If you and I had some drums and some horns and some horses
If we had some hats and some flags and some fire engines
We could be a HOLIDAY
We could be a CELEBRATION
We could be a WHOLE PARADE
See what I mean?

Even if it was the 999th of July
Even if it was August
Even if it was way down at the bottom of November
Even if it was no place particular in January
I would go on choosing you
And you would go on choosing me
Over and over again
That’s how it would happen every time
I don’t know why
I guess I don’t know why I really like you
Why do I like you
I guess I just like you
I guess I just like you because I like you.

One response to We could be a WHOLE PARADE

  1. This post made me cry at work. Ben’s sessions with Karen have impacted our relationship so much, and “I Like You” sums that up perfectly. Thanks for the brilliant posts, Nat.

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