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nephirLove is... a many splendored thing. Sorry, I couldn't resist.
Love... love is that feeling that you have inside of you that lets you know that the person (or persons) that you are with make you better. A better person, a better life, just better. And that if that person (or persons) were gone from your life you would be poorer for it.
Love is that white hot spark of attraction that has become a warm glow within your heart. The attraction hadn't died, it's instead become the hearth of your hearth and home.
Love is looking into the eyes of a baby.
Love is packing up everything you own that will fit into a car and moving 1200 miles away from your family of birth to start life in a new state with your hubby and children.
Love is everything, not to be trite or anything like that, but really think about it. Without love we wouldn't be who we are as a species. Love sees no colors or genders, abilities or differently-abled. Love sees love.
Love... love is that feeling that you have inside of you that lets you know that the person (or persons) that you are with make you better. A better person, a better life, just better. And that if that person (or persons) were gone from your life you would be poorer for it.
Love is that white hot spark of attraction that has become a warm glow within your heart. The attraction hadn't died, it's instead become the hearth of your hearth and home.
Love is looking into the eyes of a baby.
Love is packing up everything you own that will fit into a car and moving 1200 miles away from your family of birth to start life in a new state with your hubby and children.
Love is everything, not to be trite or anything like that, but really think about it. Without love we wouldn't be who we are as a species. Love sees no colors or genders, abilities or differently-abled. Love sees love.
