What Is Love?
Remember L? She’s in the band Speakeasy, Tiger, and her band mate posted an interesting note on facebook about what people’s definition of love is. It really made me think, and here was the response that I gave him this answer:
Love Is:
*Fluid. Morpheus. Always changing, growing, and adapting.
*Taking care of someone when they’re sick..even if they’re gross and sneezy. And kissing them anyway.
*Supporting someone in their passions and endeavors, even if they don’t mesh with yours.
*Asking probing questions (why do you love to play that instrument, what make that your favorite book, who has inspired you the most), even if you’re tired, and just want one word answers.
*Remembering someone’s favorite food…and learning to cook it, even if your idea of cooking is grilled cheese.
*Being with someone not only through the good times, the easy times, the fun times, but also the bad times, the hard times, the sad times.
*Knowing when one, or both of you, need space. And taking that space.
*Being the big spoon, even when you’d much rather always be the little spoon.
*Loving means letting go when you absolutely have to.
Love is and can be so many different things to so many different people. There is no one definition that is across the board for everyone. More over, love can mean different things to the same person, depending on who or what they’re loving.
What are your definitions of love?
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Someone once asked me what love was, a few years ago. My answer was this:
“Love is when you’re spooning with someone, and you’re the inside/little spoon, and you realize you have to fart. And you need to decide between rolling over and breaking the spoon to squash the far in the bed, or farting on you’re partner…and you choose not to roll over. When you can fart on someone, and its ok, that’s love.”
Love, for me, has been forgiveness. The hardest test of all is to be able to forgive someone you love no matter how deep the hurt. Real love can conquer all.
It’s so hard to articulate. I had plenty of definitions for it before I was in love. Now it’s just so overwhelming; it’s everything.
For me, love is being able to be yourself with another person, the good and the bad. It’s waking up next to them, and watching them sleep, and just aching because you love them so incredibly much and you can’t imagine what life would be like without them.
It’s having five cats and two dogs, and he still told me I could have two hamsters if I really wanted them.