Love
Love means different things to different people. The very young can visualize no pain in love; the teenager sees the death of love as the death of life; the young married woman is forced to realize it has many faces and that some of them are not at all romantic; the mother faces up to the fact that love has to be shared, and often her partner, being unable to accept this, goes searching for the elusive elsewhere; the divorced woman experiences exclusive pangs of love known only to the rejected; the widow is often filled with hitherto unknown love for the departed; the aging put out hands to clutch love.
To most people love conjures up the vision of happiness, but to me, love holds all the pains of life, with happiness merely the thread that links them together.
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I believe that love is service
ReplyDeleteShowing others that you care only to see them happy, not for any other reason.
Love is acceptance and time, and if we just love to see the joy in others then we will truly be happy as we see that joy on their face.
It's a pity that we usually love in order to be loved back, this is where the pain comes in as this is selfish love. We all want to be the one who receives the gift because we can't love just for the sake of someone else's happiness.
I hope you can experience this kind of love for yourself someday if you haven't already
Much love
G