Can Love Be Explained?
Love is a concept that no one can really explain. No one loves in the same way and all relationships are what I call different types or levels of love. For instance, you don’t love your parents the same as you love your friends. The same goes with a spouse. You love pets, food, objects, and even books and movies. So what exactly is love?
In a few days, my boyfriend and I will be celebrating our 5th anniversary. With every anniversary, I always feel a little nervous. For some reason, I’m afraid I’ll suddenly wake from the best dream I’ve ever had and be back in college looking at him and knowing he’ll never look at me the same way. Otherwise, I’m just amazed that everyday our love has grown, no matter what has happened.
Love to me is more than just an emotion. It’s an entire state of being. You either love or you don’t. This is one of the few things in life that is never just half way. It can cause you great pain or great joy, or both. However, the joy should always, always erase the pain.
Hearts get broken, but the love of others helps to heal the wound. With every scar, your ability to love grows stronger. I know there are plenty of people who will disagree with me, especially anyone with a heart ache, but it’s true. I have loved and lost friends, boyfriends, family, and pets, but I’m still alive. At the time, I always remembered thinking that there was no way I could love again, but the strangest thing happened, I did love.
Love means opening yourself up without realizing it. Suddenly one day you realize that it’s too late to create a wall. Just like that the pain subsides and becomes only a memory. Instead of holding you back, it makes you want to love more. The reason, you know how great it feels to love and respect it all the more for the heart ache that comes with loss.
When you truly love, you never have to question. It may be frightening at first, but it’s also exciting. To be able to love and be loved is a gift that we can all give and receive. Loving my boyfriend, friends, family, and yes even pets is what makes me me. It makes me a better person and I must say I much happier person.
So what is love? If you can truly define it, it’s probably not love. If you can find a solid, sensible reason, then well, you’re thinking too hard. Love isn’t something to think about, it’s something to experience and feel. Love is what you make it. It’s different for everyone and always will be.
All I know is that I’m grateful and very lucky to have so many people that love me. I’m also lucky to have found the most amazing man to spend my life with.
Common Sense – A Rating System
We’ve all wondered at some point where someone’s common sense went. Is this a unique learned ability that many seem to not quite understand? Is this something a rare few are born with? Or is it something that needs to be constantly beaten into one’s skull? To my knowledge, no one knows the answer to these questions. Whereas you can prove intelligence through a series of IQ tests, supposedly at least, the only test for common sense is life. Every now and again, people will get lucky and pass one of the random common sense tests.
So how do you use to define common sense? As someone told me recently, common sense is the knowledge that what you are about to do is stupid and rationally deciding whether or not to continue. Lack thereof would be wondering why the red, heat emitting stove eye burnt your hand. Now don’t misunderstand. Common sense comes and goes for most people. However, a lucky few seem to be granted far more than others. There are high, medium, low, and non-existent categories. The next time you see something rather special occur, use these categories as your rating system. And yes, you can usually judge after one or two events.
High. You have your moments, but they are few and far between. A typical problem for you is the belief you are invincible. Trust me, fate will remind you otherwise. Common sense tells you not to walk down the steep bank after a rainstorm, but it is so much easier than walking around. Result, muddy hands, legs, butt, or whatever part of you you happen to land on. It happens to everyone. However, you learn and will usually not do it again.
Medium. This category encompasses about one-third of the population. Half the time you stay out of foolish situations and have fairly good reasoning skills, but it’s the other half that kills you. Common sense seems to literally fly out the window. Maybe you’re on an adrenaline high and forget to think. No one really knows. Sadly, when the common sense takes a vacation, you are as bad as those with little or no common sense.
Low. Use your own numbers to specify this portion of the population. We have all seen these people. However, these people can be the worst. They have just enough common sense left to believe they know what they are doing. They are dangerous, but humorous. Surfing down the stairs repeatedly may or may not result in a broken leg. This group will be the first to volunteer and be completely confused as to why they are now wearing a cast. They will believe they can educate others on their recent activities.
Finally, non-existent. These are the people will all love. These can also be the ones that make us want to bang our heads against the wall. Common sense is just a legend for them. They see fun in everything no matter how insane. They are innocent and naïve, but for that we love them. They make life interesting for the rest of us. This is also how most of us learn our own common sense.
Have fun rating your friends, family, and perfect strangers. Don’t forget yourself. If you ever figure out the mystery behind common sense, please let me know. So what am I? I’ll let the people around me judge.
