Love is

I Want to Know What Love Is courtesy of the Daily Post.
We each have many types of love relationships — parents, children, spouses, friends. And they’re not always with people; you may love an animal, or a place. Is there a single idea or definition that runs through all the varieties of “love”?

As an impressionable young girl, my definition of love formed from television programs. The home in which I was raised was a void, a black hole when it came to love. My parents must have thought it inappropriate to express affection in front of the children – all six of us. Love, in that home, was hidden, something done in the dark, more than likely something viewed as a duty by my mother.

None of us six children enjoyed kisses or hugs by either parent but all of us could identify with belittling scoldings peppered strongly with ego-destroying adjectives like, “you big dummy,” “nincompoop…” You get the idea. So, yes, love was something I built in my imagination from television, movies and my make-believe Barbie and Ken doll world.

Webster defined love as caring for something more than oneself. This would be the type of love, a mother gives to her children, especially when she walks the floor with a sick and restless babe in arms all night long. Years later, Mom and/or Dad stays awake waiting for their teen to arrive home safe and sound after a first date. Love, as a parent, is caring for your child/ren more than yourself, to the point of stepping in front of a bullet (or any life-threatening source) for them. A parent’s love is ever-lasting, without expiration.

Love for animals is a different type of love. This type of love can spark tears of sadness when the furry companion can no longer fight the ravages of time and illness. Dogs especially have the capacity to break our hearts, for they would undoubtedly sacrifice their lives for us and they give their love so joyfully. They are good listeners, good kissers and cuddlers. Ready for a walk on a cold, icy morning just because you need to clear your thoughts, Fido is ready and willing to accompany you. We can never love our dog as much as they love us. Love them, we do, with pride and the needfulness to care for someone/thing.

Between a man and woman, love is a mystery. It is when two people believe they have found the person with whom they wish to spend the rest of their life based upon the dreaminess during the romance period. The hopeful aspirations of how high they will ascend and be champions to each other upon a pathway paved with gold is not unique, yet all young lovers believe theirs is the only true love.

When I was a young bride, I likened love to osmosis.

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