We should talk about love more often. Not just us in the media business, but everyone in general.

No, I'm not going to get all hippy-dippy on you and ask "where's the love, man?" over and over again. It's just that hate is a topic that comes up all too frequently in our lives. And for some reason, we love to talk about it.

We talk about injustices to a certain group of people, only to turn around and abuse a different group of people out of spite. (I think you all know what recent event spurred this comment.) We talk about how our boyfriends or girlfriends or wives or husbands do this one little thing wrong constantly and you despise them for it at times. We talk about how much our jobs suck too often. You catch my drift.

We say all this garbage and do all these asinine gestures for what reason? Empathy? Revenge? Boredom?

I just read a follow-up to a story out of Cincinnati, Ohio, where a man who was beaten just died. He was beaten because a group of kids "were bored." WHAT? You really couldn't find any other outlet in that huge city to decrease your boredom? Instead, you all chose to kill someone. Where was the love in that decision?

I also just read a story about some teenagers in Lancaster, Pa., who saved a young girl's life. These teens followed a suspicious vehicle on their bicycles until the driver gave up and released the young girl he had kidnapped. The teens have been labeled heroes in their town. There's the love.

I'll be the first to admit that I am every bit as guilty as the next person to feel the need to complain about the world or whine about my boyfriend's weird habits. I think it's a bit of a stress reliever. When we say exactly what's on our minds, we feel loads better instead of carrying that weight around with us.

But what about when we say what feels good? What happens when we say we love something or that something is absolutely wonderful in our lives? Am I the only one who thinks it comes off as bragging? There are, of course, variables to this, like tone of voice, a particular person, what the topic is, etc.

I say forget about all that and potentially brag away. It makes you feel good, right? But there are classier ways to do so. A simple comment about what you just accomplished in an afternoon should suffice. Unless prompted for details, nix those. Those teenagers who helped save the little girl didn't expound on details about their heroic actions. They simply hugged the family, answered questions from reporters simply and moved on with their lives.

If I may tack on to my last column of things to do this summer, I'd like for anyone to go out and do something worth bragging about and share that awesome love and adventure with friends and family. And when someone wants to tell you about something they love, don't judge them. Encourage more of that emotion with a high-five and a "heck yes!" There's too much hate in the world to continuously bring it home with us in our
communities.