I have wondered many many many times what love is. What is it really? How do you know you love, truly love, someone.
I found the answer in my daughter. You see, I’m very certain, with her more than any other person, that I love her. I look back and try to see how this love came about.
First, there was the bond or connection. It wasn’t love it was a bond. A child / mother bond. Seeing this little helpless baby, so dependent on you, you start to care. I cared about her needs. I fulfilled her needs. Then she started becoming more dependent. First walking, then running! I had to give her room to explore and discover things for herself. She then developed her own thoughts and her own mind. She started making choices. I guided, but never forced. I explained or let her see the consequences of actions. Be it good actions or bad. I made sure she understood respect from a young age. I built foundations for her. Foundations she can turn to when I’m not around. I taught her about courage when faced with difficult situations. I support her. I don’t know at which point I loved her, but it wasn’t something I had to think about. I just know.
Therefore, love is to me:
A sense of being needed
A place where there is space for yourself to be yourself
An emotion built on strong foundations of respect & trust
A gift of unconditional support
A feeling that grows over time, without working at it, or trying to create it.
Love happens slowly. Lust happens fast.
Once you truly love someone, it’s almost impossible to stop.
January 21, 2017 at 10:41 am
This is very true. Well written.
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