I am a fan of love. Not the Hallmark version of perfect love, where in 45 minutes, love solves every problem and provides the perfect ending, but the real deal, nitty gritty, in it for the long haul love that we all need in this journey we call life. Love like this:
A family that takes a child who needs one and embraces her with all their hearts, ultimately forgetting she started out as someone else's because now she is theirs.
Children who watch their mother make mistake after mistake and keep coming back with deeper love each day.
A spouse who is willing to upend his peaceful existence and embrace everything about you in middle age, because he wants you to be happy, no matter what it takes.
Friends who love you enough, not only to let you leave them, but to help you pack and load the moving van, because it is right for you.
Pets that put their entire trust in you, confident that you will do whatever is best for them at all times, and who reward you with doggy kisses and kitty rubs and moments of unguarded happiness that only a pet can bring.
Love, real love, is joyful and messy and uplifting and honest and sometimes painful. It has a way of making happy moments happier, and sad moments a little less so. True love is always hopeful, never false, and comes in many forms.
This is the answer to why God allows things to happen in our lives that we wish wouldn't. We are discovering the greatest commandment, to love one another, so we will understand the depth and breadth of his love for us.
I am indeed a fortunate person today, this day we celebrate love. I have everything I need and more, because I am loved, completely, entirely, and for myself as I am. I am grateful for the love which has been showered on me, and for the Creator who first loved us.
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