People have difficulty defining love. Maybe it’s because everyone interprets it his or her own personal way. Maybe because there are different levels and forms of love (in my humble opinion). Maybe because some people have never felt real true love, they can’t possibly define it. Or hopefully because they are completely head over heels in love; words can’t possibly describe the feeling.
I have ideas about what love is. Awhile back I put them in a story challenge over here if you are interested. I’m writing about love again, because lately I keep seeing signs of it in unexpected places.
I put this picture up on my Facebook. I want a girl to look at me this way! Will is already making them swoon!
I recently saw Santana in Vegas and knew he was a stud with a guitar. But man, this guy loves music. You can feel it.
Even though my boys bicker like little assholes seemingly all the time, they totally love each other. This is what I found after a few loud thumps and lots of laughter – they had dragged their mattresses into my room and were having the time of their lives together.
They really do love each other and I love nothing and nobody more than my sons.
Somebody posted this on Facebook and it totally resonated for me. My mind has been wandering far and wide lately.
And here is true love. I saw this on the way in to work this morning. Clearly this guy loves crackers.