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Loved

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Loved meaning

simple past and past participle of love

Example sentences (20)

An endearing and always lively teacher, he loved people, loved his work, loved gossip, loved to eat, loved a good time.

To be loved or not to be loved for I’d rather be loved unconditionally then not to be loved at all.

Dearly loved husband of Dorothy, much loved dad to Carole and Elizabeth and a loved father in law of Malcolm and Davey, also an adored grandad and great grandad.

Much loved wife of the late Malcolm, a dearly loved mother of Alyn and David, cherished mother-in-law to Caroline and Adele, loved grandma to Sarah, Nicole, Adam, Connor and Gabrielle.

She loved the music she played, loved discovering new artists and songs, and loved presenting her finds to her audience.

Susan, of Billington, was the cherished and loving wife of Andrew, dearly loved sister of Glanys and Stephanie, also a loved sister in law of Moira, Ray and Darryl, a loving auntie to many and a much loved and dear friend.

The dearly loved and devoted husband of Sandra, much loved dad of Lauraine, loved father-in-law of Mark, treasured grandad of Lee, Laura and the late Daniel.

The dearly loved wife of the late Biagio, much loved mum of Maria and Giuseppe, loved mother-in-law of Alan, a loving and very special grandma of Dario, Emilio and Antonio, treasured great-grandma of Lazzaro and Alessio.

Beloved wife of the late Dawson, dear mother of Lisa, much loved sister of the late Beverley much loved aunty of Luci, cherished grandmother of Jessica and dearly loved great-grandmother of Elis and Lowri.

Dearly loved husband of Monica, much loved dad of Jacqueline, Andrew, Gary, Bryan & Jason & a loved father-in-law, grandad, great grandad, brother, uncle & friend of many.

Dearly loved mum of Richard, Mark and Alison, dearly loved mother-in-law of Sharon and Roland, and much loved Granny to Lewis, Freya, Callum, Liam and Maia.

I found a house that I loved looking at it from the outside, I loved the neighborhood, and I loved the house.

I loved wearing the clothes, I loved driving the cars and I loved having people bow to me.

It turned out that she loved the woods, loved his other dogs and loved his kids, so she never left.

Much loved husband of Linda, loved dad, loved stepdad, cherished grandad and cherished great-grandad.

The dearly loved husband of Anne, much loved dad of Kirsty, father in law of Graeme, a proud and devoted grandad of Lillie, a loved brother of Raymond, Julia and the late Keith and Denise and a loving son in law, brother in law and uncle.

He was memorable and loved, loved, loved the city.

I loved New York, although lately, I loved the version I saw on “High Maintenance” – a seamless tapestry of gentle connectedness across race and class – more than I loved the real-life version, in which inequality looked less cute.

One loved money, one loved power and one loved her country.

We lost someone who loved our country, who loved our democracy, who loved us.