Love is a strange thing. There is no concrete meaning to the word love, it means different things to different people. I have been married for almost 10 years and I can tell you that the meaning changes all the time. Love sometimes means having someone there to share your life with, or make you feel better when the world is against you, or even having to carry you when you are down.
Love is also the hardest job I have ever had. I sometimes think that the whole love thing is a practical joke that got out of hand. I can just hear some one saying "let's put two people together from different places, different backgrounds, with different thoughts and opinions, and have them try to make a life together...ha, ha, let the games begin".
Some people compare love to a roller coaster, I compare love to driving. There are paved roads, rocky roads, hilly roads, some times you even make a wrong turn, leave the road before your exit comes, or just plainly run out of fuel. The worst is when you exit early, get lost, reach a dead end and have to find your way back to the main road and hope, with all your heart, that your partner did not get lost too and is waiting for you when you get there...and he always is. That, my friends, is love.
Happy Valentine's Day!!
Monday, February 14, 2005
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