i love love. love in the romance sense. i don't have it right now, i don't see it coming any time soon-but really is there any other way to see it? other than actually having it and seeing it. i am thankful for this time of learning about it from the great Romancer. and i love to hear other people speak or write of their love for their spouse and it's REAL love. i love to hear a man say he is thankful for his wife or that he loves his wife. maybe because i never heard my dad tell my mom he loved her. i'll never hear that.
it feels good to say that i want to fight for love. to make that proclamation. to make an oath to a man i may not even know. it will be tough, but i will fight. make a list of the ways i want to show my husband that i love him. i think dancing and holding hands will be ultra important. and i know from personal, first-hand experience that when you know you love someone you need to say it. it's one thing to know someone loves you but to say and hear it is oh so important. even if you think you know it, there is still that unknowing air about not having those words touch your ears. love has many facets and i think you can't exhaust them, but i think everyone needs to try.
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i always thought i loved love, until i got a boyfriend. it was more fear than it was worth. love scares me now, because it makes me feel human. even christ's love will send me into mild panic on occasion, although it's easier to take then a boy's love. the only love that leaves me secure at the moment is my grandmother's.
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