My definition of Love is not the text book answer, or a gooey emotion that oozes with sugar. Love is not one of the senses, or actually a feeling. Love is combination of feelings and sensations and emotions. One cannot touch it or measure with a ruler. Love is unique to 2 individuals, and it can be as large as millions. But for me it is time, lots of time.
Years of being with one man and how the layers of time build a bridge. Driving to Lawrence when I forget my makeup bag with my meds. Driving in the rain and giving me money, because I did not have any. Changing the sheets on the bed before I left, so he could have a good nights sleep. Working on my van, until late in the night, finishing the laundry so he could have clean clothes. Cleaning the floors for me and going to the grocery store for him so he does not have to. Letting me inside his fears, and listening to my tears. Working together to raise one daughter from birth to adulthood. Trying to be part of our (step daughters to me) life's including the grandchildren. Transitioning to being just the two of us, alone at last. Just my honey and our dog April.
How do you explain to another individual or teenager what love is? Just a sample of our love was shared. Love grows and blossoms over the years and I have enjoyed each one and all of the future ones to come.
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