Love is the friendship I have with those special friends in my life who want to know about me. The ones who care enough to make plans a couple of weeks in advance and then really go through with them. The ones that i am confident I wont lose touch with when one of us leaves. The ones that let me be "me" even when that isn't who I want to be. Love is the new friends who are helping me to go through a seemingly impossible situation - showing me that it is not impossible.
Love is the relationship with my Brian. Infuriating, Intoxicating, caring, boundaried, comfortable, conditional - all aspects of the same love.
Love is the relationship with my boys. God's gifts to me. I have no clue what I did to deserve such wonderful gifts. Logan and Sam are my proof that God exists and that He loves me - little old me.
Love is the relationship with family. Strained, annoying, hurtful, - still love. This love is old. Old love that is learning a new way to live.
Love is those five cats and one dog that have my heart. Who love unconditionaly and without ceasing - every second of every day. (even when they are batting my tampons all over the floor)
Love is my work. We help people where I work. That is our sole purpose. Love is the client who had no christmas presents for her children because of violence and we were able to do that for her. Love is the mother who tries to stay clean, tries to get her children back, but just cant make it yet. Doesn't want it bad enough. Love is saying goodbye to her. Love is being there when a rape kit has to be done - just to hold a hand. Love is the domestic violence survivor who comes back again and again saying she is ready this time to leave...and listening to her.
Love is my church. Love is the pastor saying he doesn't care if we give this week to the church, but please give to the leader of the band who needs to be with her family because of the death of her father. Love is watching almost every member put money in that basket. Lifepoint is a place of love - incredible, deep love.
Love is color, feeling, texture, taste, sound.
Love is something different to us all.....
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Nicole, this is AWESOME! I could relate to so many of those loves: the dog, the Brian, the church, the kids...but what really got me was the part about family and "This love is old. Old love that is learning a new way to live."
ReplyDeleteI love the mental picture this paints in my head.
I am really glad you decided to participate in the carnival.
I'm laughing and crying!
ReplyDeleteThanks for this wonderful explanation of love...
Thank you both. I really enjoyed this. think I will try another.... Thanks Eva for the invite!
ReplyDeleteHi Nicole, Your piece really touched me.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing!
Love is.
ReplyDeleteGood post.
love is relationship...very good.
ReplyDelete:) just catching up...
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