Posted by Dinah on March 6, 2007, at 13:43:27
In reply to what does it mean to love someone anyway???, posted by sleepygirl on March 5, 2007, at 0:31:38
We don't have enough words for "love" I think. I love pasta and I love my husband can't possibly mean the same thing. And yet, I clearly do love both.
I think when I say "love" (and mean it) what I'm saying is that I care about the other person's welfare enough to be willing to sacrifice a degree of my own. How much of my own probably depends on how much love.
I think of my beloved little dog. When I saw her I felt a little bubble, that sort of felt like a giggle, rise from my tummy and try to escape the top of my head. I'd have done anything for her.
And my son. I see him and I'm so impressed and awed that I played a part in his creation and development. I think how lucky I am that God chose him to send to me. And I know that my major purpose in life is to help in fulfill his potential. But I also recognize that even if he weren't so utterly wonderful, I'd still love him and want to do everything I could for him, because he is my son.
And my husband. I respect him so much, and enjoy his humor and cleverness. But it's more than that. We made a commitment to each other and our families to love each other, and sometimes love with him is more a *doing* than a *feeling*. Which is just as well, because unlike my little dog, my feelings for him aren't *always* a bubble of joy. Often, maybe, but not always. :)
There just aren't enough words for love.
poster:Dinah
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