So…
Today I want to talk about loooovvvvveeee.
Yup that’s right!
So I can be real honest, I am not vastly experienced in the affairs of the heart. I have not had a long list of relationships or anything to that extent but i am a learner.
There’s this Christian book called ‘the five love languages’ and whether or not you agree or not (side note have not read this book) I still believe it holds some valor. The idea is this, that people show and feel loved by a certain action. For some it’s the words that matter, for others its getting things, have things done for them, quality time or another that I simply can not remember.
I’m sure that one book has not hammered in the last nail in the coffin of what love is. I do think they’ve made some progress.
Iv learnt that the way I know I am loved and feel loved is by no means the same way as another. I know that even the flip side of that is true. Things that I would view as depicting you don’t love someone can actually be them showing their love, and vice versa.
Isn’t it crazy how love is not simple and defined directly?
I wrote this statement not too long ago about love, and it speaks to this confusion I can have in my head.
‘When you hold too tight to something you can squish it and kill it, hold it closely but let it be and it’ll flourish with you’
Really I guess the truth is sometimes what you are doing to show your love can limit the others ability to show it to you.
Everyone is different and that is what makes love possible.
I’ve found that love and hate are closely related. The things that I absolutely adore about someone ar also the same things that can cause me grief.
My parents worked hard at instilling independence into me but that independence is the thing that drove them nuts when I displayed it.
I love when someone is able to take care of themselves, it makes me fond of them, and in reality it makes so much more of a privilege when I can offer them assistance, or when they allow me to care for them. However, the flip side of that coin is if they were to always be receiving help from me, willingly or not, they would become less of the person that each of us admired in the other.
Love and hate are a fine line, perhaps that’s why so many relationships can go from deep admiration to knifes at each others throats. I pray that that would never happen in my life!
The reality is the things you love about someone are often the things you wish you could change about them, you just got to kick yourself in the head and realize, if you change that, or allow them to change it for you, you won’t be the people you love so dearly.
Imperfections are the beauty in the individual, uniqueness is the flavor to relationships, and the battle between that fine line of love and hate is the reason you continue fighting for it.
