What is love?
I recently did a post on what love means to me. Just a few little phrases jotted down that reminded me of all the blessings I have in my life. My friend Annie over @ Writer Chick Talks submitted a comment about what love is to her.
Love is finding someone you lost a long time ago and feeling like they’ve never been gone after all.
Annie
It gave me an idea for another post and it will require some participation from readers. Whether you are on my blogroll or not, if you feel so inclined, please comment about what love means to you and I will compile them and post in 2 weeks time (10/18/08). Don’t be shy, but do let it come from your heart. This should turn out lovely.
My thoughts on love are that love is found in the simplest things. Such as, waking to make the kids lunch and remembering that I forgot to take a loaf of bread out of the freezer- but when I get to the kitchen, realize my husband noticed too, and took one out for us. I just smile and know he cares for us and how lucky I am to have such a thoughtful person. It could be anything that makes you feel loved.
It can be big or small. But, isn’t it funny how there is so much joy in the simplest things? Please leave a comment and I’ll post the results in 2 weeks time.
Love is grabbing the last cookie and running like hell down the stairs and out the door, across the porch, halfway through the lawn and getting tackled.
Only to be kissed on the lips and given the cookie.
Awww, this sounds hilarious, and sweet! A lot of love and a great sense of humor- lucky you!!! Thank you for sharing!
i’ve been procrastinating on posting but here i go:
love is bringing out the best in someone
love is accepting someone for who they are faults and all
love is smiling when you think of them
love is sharing yourself completely with someone and not feeling exposed
love is being with someone without losing yourself
Aww, Ria, these are so true and wonderful. Yes! Yes!!! Sharing and not feeling exposed and without losing yourself…. two so important things. You seem way to original to forget who you are- keep smiling, keep shining, keep being yourself!
Love is waking up in a bed with kids on every side of you.
Love is sending someone a little unexpected something in the mail.
Love is unconditional.
Love is a hug and a kiss from your kids first thing in the morning.
Love is walking into a room and getting attacked with hugs from your 2 year old students.
Love is pulling into my driveway in the afternoon and being greeted by my cat who is so excited to see me she jumps on the hood of the van and starts talking to me, as if she is telling me what she did today.
Love is sitting on the front porch watching the sun go down and just enjoying each others company.
Love is family and friends gathering together just for the heck of it.
Love is the glass of water my kids bring me when I don’t ask for it.
Love is sharing a cup of warm cocoa.
Love is remembering all the happy memories someone has given you.
This was a very good idea and I had fun coming up with ideas.
Ooooooooooh! These are good and a lot of revolving around children, which I can relate because mine mean so much to me also! I love this list, especially waking with your kids in bed. They are so sweet when they are sleeping, huh? Thank you Spatulahandle!
anne, i’ve long wanted to do this too, and so you must indulge me if i launch on a long narration ok.
love is waking up earlier to make the husband his breakfast and lunchbox, and lets him grab a few more minutes sleep.
love is standing outside your door shivering on a very cold windy morning to see him off to work, and you never go inside until he turns on the street corner.
love is a tight warm embrace while you wait for the bus on a very cold day.
love is to hear your husband brag about you to his family and friends.
love makes you strong and confident of the future, regardless of the economy not getting any better.
love is going out of the shower every night, and finding your side of the bed warmed and the electric blanket turned on.
love is waking up every morning in a tangle of arms and legs and being grateful for the warm breaths on your neck.
hmmm, ok i must stop.
this is great anne, i love doing this!!! i am looking forward to read more of this soon!
These are all beautiful Odette. I was thinking, if I enjoyed writing about what love means to me- if I invited other writers to join in, it would only be a zillion times better- I was right
Love is comparing poops, and taking notes on color, size, floatability aspects and the like.
Floatability! Ha!Ha! Mine was a total stinker, I mean “sinker” heh-heh. I’m so lady-like, I just can’t stand it….
Okay so I’ve thought about it. And everyone is saying all these profound things aqbout love. While they are all true- love is also dirty and silly. Example.
Love is eating off of each others plates without noticing.
Love is ordering him ordering the same drink when you go out because he knows already what you’re going to order.
Love is him there when you are at your lowest low, screaming and angry and he still sticks around.
Love is him buying you tampons, without complaining.
Love is what makes you stick around even though you might really dislike each other during a fight.
Brilliant! Dirty fo sho at times, but in a good way *wink* – but seriously, this is brilliant! “without noticing” how true is that? Buying you tampons, without complaining, ah-ha! You are so onto something here! And yet, I know what a sweet loving heart you have also, that J is one lucky guy!
Love is feeling completely at home no matter where you are; feeling at home on a cold rainy street, feeling at home on an airplane, and feeling at home in a room full of a thousand people…the backdrop changes but you always feel at home, and all because of the person next to you….
….*SIGGGGGGHHHHHHH*…I seriously need to conjure up some of this love for myself
Ahhh, very nice “the backdrop changes” – wow, said so perfectly! This is an excellent feeling of LOVE, and you might not be in the relationship you are longing for at this moment, but there are so many people who love you Romi- you are one to really love! Thanks suga!
love makes people crazy.
love means giving yourself freely.
love made lots of surprise.
love made me stop thinking.
love made me happy.
Hi Blue Rose… Love is so potent that it can make you go crazy for sure. When you are loved, you do give freely- I’m so glad you found love and you find yourself happy
Very sweet, and true true true!
Love is waking at 3:00 a.m. wrapped up in his arms and legs and finding his eyes on you and hearing him say how much he loves YOU!
Love is knowing what pushes his buttons and makes him tense and soothing him with a touch.
Love is getting out of the car at the grocery and getting a big old smootcheroo right there in the parking lot… for no special reason!
Love is feeling safe. Always.
Okay, the first one got me *tears* – my gawd, I think I’d die if my huz did that to me. He did that once, when we were first married. And you get smooched in the parking lot for no special reason? *scratches head* those would all be things that made me feel loved. It’s the romantic in me- but we aren’t all as lucky. You have a special Bear- and you soooo deserve it! I’m happy for you. This is so nice….
Love is the yardstick by which you can gauge a person’s influence on you.
Love is an emotion which doesn’t need to be expressed by words.
Very nice. It really doesn’t need to be expressed by words, but I’m glad you are trying. It’s hard to describe what love is, isn’t it? It seems like what you come up with is just never enough. I could write about what makes me happy or feel loved forever, which is a good thing.
Hi JQ – there’s a protected post over at my place – usual password.
Gotcha, just got the password- and am glad you sent it!
Love is listening even when you feel too tired.
Love is caring enough to be supportive in a crisis (even if it was of the person’s own making)
Love is accepting people for who and what they are.
Love is not being judgmental.
Love is being the first to say sorry even when it wasn’t your fault.
Oh, I could go on and on ………
These are all very good- I especially love the one when you love them in their crisis (or they love you in yours, whichever) and it came from their own making. We’ve all been in that spot before
I love that you listen even when you’re too tired (or you huz listens to you when he’s too tired). Very sweet, that is hard to do sometimes but you do it anyway because you love the person so much!
Love, is never to having to say you’re sorry!
Now that takes a very special kind of love, how nice that you have that!
Love is looking across the room and seeing where your heart lies, and yearning to be where your heart is forever.
Mmmmm, this sounds perfect- sometimes I just want to melt away into my husbands arms
Nice, makes me feel all lovey dovey
love is being able to be apart, and when you’re together again, it’s like there never was any absence.
love is being able to *be*, without any words.
I like this, I love that silence too- and it never feels awkward, it just feels right. Thank you !
Love is indefinable. It defies rhyme or reason. It defies rational thought or common sense. Love simple is.
It does defy everything, no? And it’s simple, which is what makes it so miraculous. This is a great thought here. How do you define it?
Love is the ability to feel the pain when someone else is hurting, to share their feeling of joy and pride when they are succeeding without any jealousy, and the desire to keep them free from any type of harm. You know you are loved when you trust the other person with your pain, joy and pride, you know they share it and will not be jealous or belittle you, and you feel safe with them because you know they would always consider your feelings when making decisions. It’s like coming home.
This is where Teeni crosses the t’s and dots the i’s. Magnificently written. That person is like “home”- this is beautiful.
Love is having someone who is just as weird as you in all the right ways and loves you for it. Love it also being stricken with the sudden realization of your own mortality, but mostly its just plain awesome.
This is great because it’s it funny how weird you become with your significant other and yet, it’s okay! Plain awesome, indeed!!!!
Hey Bella Sweetie,
Thanks for the linky love – who knew a comment would inspire you?
How about this -
love is staying up all night talking and still having so much more to say.
Annie
You’re welcome. It definitely inspired me because it occurred to me that my idea of what love is might not be someone else’s and I was curious what all those ideas were- I wanted to hear them all!
Love is loving the imperfections.
Love is the butterflies in the pit of your stomach when you see your partner across a room . . and you’ve been together for 10 years.
Love is listening. And hearing.
and I’ll be back when I can think of more! got a party to tend to !!
It’s the “imperfections” that make us all so unique- it’s great that you can recognize that. And, yes, everyone needs so listening to….
Love is wanting to share good news, and bad news or just normal news with them… because they care, they listen and they are interested.
One can only be so lucky to have someone like that
I’m going to think about this for a little and then come back and give my answer.
Ok sister. You take your time. You’ve got 2 weeks- I know how much you are in love with J so I’m thinking it’ll come sooner rather than later.
Love is being in a 69 position giving each other a foot massage.
Love is worshiping the imperfections, if you notice them at all.
Love is trust, patience, and compromise.
I knew you’d come up with something original and sweet. Love is all of these things, for sure!