What Does Love Mean to You?
Years ago when I asked an elderly woman what she believed love to be her response was that love was being able to think about cleaning the other person’s dirty underwear and not feeling sick to your stomach. I didn’t get what she was saying at the time, but I think I’ve figured it out. I think she was trying to tell me that when honest love exists, it means you are completely able to deal with the really stinky stuff life throws at the two of you with your shoulders squared.
To me, love is remaining loyal and faithful even when you’re so angry you could spit fire. Love is knowing that no matter what, you’ve got someone to count on. It’s unconditional and makes you feel good on the inside. Love is laughter. Love is warm and gentle.
Love is someone who won’t let you face your problems alone, an unconditional commitment to an imperfect person, two brave people who are ready to sacrifice anything for one another. Love is the feeling that something is missing when you are apart and the realization that everything feels so much better when you are together.
What does love mean to you?