Wednesday, 22 August 2012
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LOVE....can you define it??
LOVE HAS NO AGELove is a simplistic word for a very complex condition. We first learn from our mothers, that love is a warm, fuzzy and secure feeling. Then, from our first high school crush, we learn that it can be as gangrenous as a vipers bite. We learn that love has many facets and levels and all can be treacherous. Love tortures and can inflict lifelong emotional scars. (Sorry, flashback from the 10th grade)
As a young man I often confused love with erections. I was emotionally committed most every weekend, but heart broken come Monday. Many of the young women I met defined love as, ‘buy me a nice dinner and then spend the rest of the evening worshiping me.’ I defined it as, ‘let’s pick up a pizza and then go back to my place and spend the rest of the evening worshiping my erection’….(sorry for the crudeness).
In time, most of us do grow up emotionally and very sparingly use the ‘love’ word. In fact, we get paranoid when the subject comes up and will often change the subject to world hunger, herpes or ‘Dancing With The Stars.’ We decide that our lives are too committed to make room for the cirrhosis of love.
Then we meet our life mate! Now love is everything again. Our future, our home, our children and our family dog. A few years later we meet our second life mate and decide material security out weights love. But, in time, love does grow again and even stronger than before as it has had to endure one calamity after another of bullshit, lies, hurt and stubborn egos. Love now becomes a soft caress, a silent smile, a wink and a delicate kiss to the forehead. Love is different for us all because it really can’t be defined. All we know, is that it is a comforting bond with miraculous healing properties. In all likelihood, my last thought and smile during the final moment of my time….will be a reflection of love.
Charlie
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This is a perfect description of love. Couldn't have said it better myself.
@xdeelynnx - Only when my 7 year old grand daughter says it.
Love, like this post, is delicious. Then again, it could be that I'm hungry.... Seriously, I love this post.
You make a wonderful point and it's better to be brash than to hide behind the truth that, yes, that is pretty much the way that people look at love these days. I was one of those girls who was in love with every boyfriend I ever had. I thought that they were "the one" with whom I would grow old and have children with. Little did I know what "growing up" entailed and what having children entailed. I love my husband with all my heart but I don't wake up every morning feeling that love. When I have to drag myself out of bed at 4 in the morning to feed the baby I don't look over at him and just melt with mushy feelings. No. My love isn't something that is at the surface at all times but I know it's there. And I know that it's in my husband when he comes home and gives me a hello kiss, or after busting his ass at work all day he then comes home and helps me wrangle the children.
It's nice to hear, "I love you", it's nice to feel that fluttering feeling in your chest, that feeling that you can conquer and overcome any obstacle in your life because of the person at your side but it isn't everything. You have to be able to overcome and grow and build even when those feelings are absent.
What I believe to know is that unless a person can recognize it, it's worthless.
@Kellsbella - Thank you good friend.
@MommaFish89 - You said it all perfect. It takes a lot to explain this four letter word....a lot.
@nov_way - So very true. We all know people like that.
what a great way to go out...
@mlbncsga - One final look at the one you love.
@Mrs_FoodLover - Thank you sweetie....very much.
What a great description of love. As I grow older my definition has definitely changed. To me, just to lay in his arms watching TV is love. Holding his hand in the supermarket. When he gives me the last stuffed pepper, when it is suppose to be his. Love is more than a feeling of euphoria. It is contentment, it is peace, it is home.
@TeamBranham - The last stuffed pepper is a true sign of love.....for real!
Misery.
Gene Roddenberry said it best, I think. "If hope is the engine of the soul, then duty is it's navigator, and love is it's fuel."
@JadeMaster2 - I always thought that crew were a lot closer than most.
@Bricker59 -
Awesome!
well put
Love changes as we age and today love is hubby taking the blame for a fart when I try to sneak one out in public and it isn"t silent.
Love is sacrifice.
@SerenaDante - Thank you Serena....; }