What Is Love?
They say that the people who appreciate sex the most are the ones who aren’t having it.
I’d venture to say the same thing about love. I’m not sure if it is because we sometimes don’t appreciate the things we have and we somehow take those things for granted or if the idea of love has just been commercialized and commoditized and really just plain set set aside.
I try not to pontificate on the nature of relationships. I have no place, I haven’t been in one for eleven years this November. In fact, I’m not sure if I’ve ever even been *in* love. I’ve had cute adorable puppy love with my high school sweetheart, I’ve had infatuation with the frat boy out of my league, I’ve had complicated dating escapades with guy…friends that have never ended well. The closest I’ve ever come was telling someone I loved him to then have him reply that he loved me as well…but in that moment he had finally admitted to himself that he was gay. Yep, I’m my own episode of Will & Grace.

I’ve spent a lot of time in the past year or so trying to figure out why. It’s kind of what I do. Instead of people who are not dependable I like to base my world in reason and logic and making connections. I want to KNOW and understand things. I am most content quiet and observing. I’ve created a life where I am in full and complete control. It causes many more problems than one would think.
What does this have to do with love you might ask. And more importantly, what is this silly guarded unfeeling and emotionally empty chick doing talking about it? Well, as I said at the beginning…sometimes the people who AREN’T in love are the ones who most recognize the reckless abandon and beautiful craziness that it is.
They know that love is something that is reciprocal and should be reserved for special people in your life (in other words you should NOT love you job or ice cream!) They know because like a child they’ve learned from watching. They know that love is a gift and that many are willing to give up on it, ignore it or not appreciate it.
And they know because they are far too scared/stubborn/independent/*insert other adjective here* to fall in love themselves, andatbecause they know what it’s going to take. Maybe they don’t know how great it is after the fall. Or maybe they just haven’t found someone worth falling for.
What is love to you? Do you embrace the reckless abandon and beautiful craziness or do you hide?
Photo Credit: Getty Images: Betsie Van der Meer
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