As the most self-proclaimed renowned wordsmith in North America, I felt the obligation to create a new word to meet the gap between the meaning of like and love.
The word like can be thrown around with abandon. “I like peanut butter.” “I like my neighbor Wilbur because he plows my driveway in the winter.” “I like hot popcorn with lots of butter.”
Love, on the other hand, is very personal and sacred. My most love goes out to my wife, Sherry. She has shaped my life in so many ways. Next to Sherry, my love is sprinkled on my kids, Jeff, Kate and Shane. Then, my grandboys. Close behind them are my dogs, particularly my 13-year-old white Swiss shepherd, Nigel J. Wiggins.
But there’s such a vacuum between like and love that has no descriptive word. What about my long, warm relationships with close friends? Or corporate colleagues who have been with me through good and bad times? They are much more than friends, but they do not meet the highest standard of love.
Therefore, for the sake of mankind, I have officially created the word LUKEE, which represents the middle ground between like and love. (It will show up in the official Scrabble dictionary in June 2027.)
I like my buttered hot popcorn, but I lukee all of you who faithfully respond to my blogs.
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