Talk about a loaded question! There are so many things to love about love. Love doesn’t mean just one thing and isn’t the same for any two people. I love being in love with my husband because I have someone to share my life with every day. It is wonderful knowing that there is someone who cares as much for me as I do for them. They care for my well being, worry about my happiness. They are happy when I’m happy and sad when I am down. They offer a shoulder to cry on and and encouraging word when I need it. I can do the same for them and they will appreciate the effort and seek out my love.
I love that love is expansive. No matter how many wonderful people worthy of your love come into your life you always have more to give. You love your parents, your husband, your children, your siblings, your in-laws, your friends, etc., etc. and not any of it is the same. Just because you add one more person to your group that you love you don’t love anyone else in that group any less. You don’t love any one of those people the same or for the same reasons as the others. Each person holds a special place in your heart.
As a mom, it is always nerve wrecking to think about how are you going to love another child anywhere near as much as your first. But somehow magically you don’t love your first child any less and you love the second one just as much as the first. Seeing them together makes you love them even more. It helps you understand how much your parents loved you and why they got so frustrated with you and disciplined you . . . because they loved you.
Love makes you laugh. It makes you cry. When it’s gone it leaves you empty, but always finds a way to fill us up again if we let it. I think we need to keep that in mind we need to keep ourselves open to love no matter what the source and we will always have what we need to feed our souls.