Love is…
The look of relief on my kid’s face when Mom shows up to give him a jump.
And you?
Love is…
The look of relief on my kid’s face when Mom shows up to give him a jump.
And you?
Love is the endless devotion to housework that my mom has. Me and dad don’t reward her nearly enough.
A wasted $25.00.
Low hanging fruit.
I don’t get it.
Niether did I. But I thought that is what you were you were saying!
Love is an action of what you do for others.
It’s also the feeling of being appreciated especially in the unconditional way. There’s trust and things are assured there without doubt.
We’re the universe, and when others are a nemesis worse than any plague or storm, it feels cursed as though the universe has a thing out to get you. It’s weird. When it’s vice versa though, the universe is appreciating you, and it seems as though the universe has chosen you.
I keep a kind of oath to myself that when the universe has abandoned anyone, then I’ll be the universe to assure it is not so. On the other hand if I know that the universe has not abandoned someone because they have means and “love” from others, then I bother with them very little, and I bother with my projects and research.
I change life for people, but when life requires no change, then I am not required.
Love is an action as well as a sense of being chosen.
love for me is unconditional, being there thru thick and thin., in sickness and health. As Ali Mcgraw said so eloquently in love story, “love is never having to say you are sorry”. love lifts. love conquers all.
All I think is love is when you accept people as they are
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