L.O.V.E…

Love…. What really is it? Sir Webster, (dictionary that is), says that love is “to hold dear”… Or “an attraction based on sexual desire”… Or “a warm attachment, enthusiasm, or devotion”… Or “a strong affection for another arising out of kinship or personal ties”… Or “to fondle amorously to copulate with” (what the… ) … and so on and so on.

So many definitions of L.O.V.E that it is so confusing to me. It is hard for me to really say those words. Unless of course I am talking about hockey… Yes, I love hockey. Or, what about pizza…mmmm I love pizza. I also love my Vikings chair… wait.. didn’t I just give that away?? Anyway… I am one to keep my emotions in check. I grew up in a family where our love was understood. We didn’t have to say it, because we knew it. We saved those three little words for the most special of moments. When mom was sick… it was “I love you mom”… and you would tremble with emotion. When dad was going through tough times… Dad… I love you… the tears would flow. My siblings…it is not very often, but when those words are spoken a deep emotion falls upon us.

I guess this may be strange to a lot of people, but I just too often hear “I love you” after every single sentence and it seems to lose its meaning to me. I don’t know… maybe I am silly… maybe I should say it more often… maybe those words can never lose their true meaning, regardless of how overused it may be. Maybe I am scared because I thought I was in love once… maybe twice… who knows? Maybe I am scared because I am currently feeling these emotions… these feelings described by Sir Webster… who knows?

I do have these questions… Is love when your heart aches to be with someone so far away? Is love when I look into that special person’s eyes and melt inside? Is love that burning desire to spend hours under the covers with you know who? If these are truths… then yes… I am in love and… I do love and… I want love!

Remember this….

My life’s little instruction book tells me… “when you say, I Love You, Mean it!”