Love

This will probably be my most intimate posting, or if not; it's definitely the most intimate as of now.

I am just a regular human being like you, and you and you. But I know what love is. At least with all that I am now, and my 30.5 years on this earth. I know that when someone says that they love you; they are just words. But now when you combine them with deed, you activate them somehow and cause real breath to bring them to life.

Love squeezes everything that you think you have and finds a way to replenish even when you believe that you are completely empty. It makes you dig, deeper and deeper to find new ways to make the people you love a litle bit happier and more comfortable.

But love is not just words. Love is not forced. Love is not only shown for display purposes. Love IS tangible. You can touch it, feel it, smell it and it even see it.

I've heard "I love you" uttered from many people in my short life. But I know that only about 3/4ths of them meant it. I am so thankful, to have real people in my life today who love me. When my friends listen to my dreams, pains and anxiety moments on a daily basis, I know that they love me. When my sisters, make an extra plate of pasta, or hand me back the money that I owe them, or picks me up some mascara that I can't afford at the moment for no apparent reason, I know that they love me. When my Parents write me letters in the wee hours of the night, just to support me and cheer me on, I am certain that they love me. When my Partner will go out of her way to make sure that I am not uncomfortable in anyway, I feel her love. But when someone takes something from me, lies to me, hides from me or chooses to only deal with me (and mine) when they need something, I am forced to taste the nasty flavor that does not even remotely resemble love.

Let me leave you with this Kings & Queens-
No one is perfect. We all have our ups and downs; but we when know better we have to do better. Which means that sometime we will out grow some people and things and leave them in the place that they chose to be. But that doesn't mean that we have to stop loving them. We just learn to love them from a distance.