Comments on: Love Is Killing A Spider In The Shower

By: Beth

Beth — Mon, 22 Feb 2010 16:02:38 +0000

Sigh. you make me happy Miss Sam. Mostly with the killing spider one, cause its true. I 100% love the fact that you can embrace love for what it is in all of its different forms. That is something many people forget. In the romanticizing of the world, we forget that love can be anything and everything, and that is what I love about this post. You love very completely, and love your friends the way you love everyone else important in your life. And it's inspirational. .-= Beth´s last blog ..Linchpins, Anyone? =-.

By: Sam Karol

Sam Karol — Sat, 20 Feb 2010 01:25:30 +0000

Awww, thanks Sabera! .-= Sam Karol´s last blog ..Today, I Am Grateful For… =-.

By: Sam Karol

Sam Karol — Sat, 20 Feb 2010 01:25:14 +0000

Mehnaz: Thanks! I'm glad you liked it! It's interesting to see which things spoke to you. You make a good point. Like Grace's post said the other day, loving yourself is quite possibly the most important love of all. .-= Sam Karol´s last blog ..Today, I Am Grateful For… =-.

By: Sam Karol

Sam Karol — Sat, 20 Feb 2010 01:22:48 +0000

Lindsey: Love is definitely about forgiveness, and that applies to friend love and family love too. It's difficult because our heart is what convinces us to give second chances, but it's also our heart that reminds us to be careful. Second chances sometimes end up undeserved, like with your ex-boyfriend, but they're also worth the risk, like with your husband. Just one of life's challenges! Thanks for your comment! .-= Sam Karol´s last blog ..Today, I Am Grateful For… =-.

By: Sam Karol

Sam Karol — Sat, 20 Feb 2010 01:15:23 +0000

Susan: I can totally relate. As you know, the last time I saw my grandma, she didn't remember who I was. Her funeral was sad, but there was also a sense of relief as well because it meant an end to her suffering. When she died, she wasn't herself anymore, so that made it easier in a way. Even though neither of our grandmothers remembered it, they had love for us in their hearts, just as we will always have for them. .-= Sam Karol´s last blog ..Today, I Am Grateful For… =-.

By: Sabera

Sabera — Fri, 19 Feb 2010 22:09:17 +0000

My eyes are welling up as I type this. Wow. You said it Sam!

By: Mehnaz

Mehnaz — Fri, 19 Feb 2010 18:24:26 +0000

I love this. One of my favourites by far!
And yes, love is being there through someone’s happinesses. And someone’s sadnesses.

And giving the chances that need to be given.
But love is also knowing when to walk away. If you love yourself, you’ll know what’s good.

Great post Sam! And as always, Elisa, fab pick of the day!
.-= Mehnaz´s last blog ..Olympicking Part 1 =-.

By: Lindsey

Lindsey — Fri, 19 Feb 2010 17:07:17 +0000

If love was purely romantic, everyone would be happy all the time. But it’s not. In fact, it’s usually not. I really identified with your statement that love is about giving second chances – or millions of chances. When you know someone you love has the potential to do and be so much more, you give them multiple chances even though you know, somewhere in your heart, that you shouldn’t. I’ve done that with an ex boyfriend (although it turns out it wasn’t really love, but that’s another story) and I did that with my husband. Luckily I did.

great post!
.-= Lindsey´s last blog ..Suga Suga! Cooking up something sweet… =-.

By: Susan Pogorzelski

Susan Pogorzelski — Fri, 19 Feb 2010 16:56:33 +0000

“Love is taking care of someone in their final days, even if they don’t remember who you are.”

This made me cry. Because I remember what it was like visiting my grandma, remember holding her hand, and I remember her talking to me as if I was her daughter or one of her sisters. I remember watching my mom hold back tears as we left the nursing home; I remember thinking that I couldn’t even imagine the pain she must feel that her own mother doesn’t remember her. But then, I remember the peace and love that filled the room at my grandmother’s funeral, and I remember the smile on her face, there even in passing.

Love was there…in every corner of the room, tucked into the spaces of our hearts, through every part of it. And it’s there still.

You’re so right, Sam. Love is so much more than romantic love. Love lingers in every single situation you name and still in so much more. Great post — it’s a great reminder.