“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always preserves.”
— 1 Corinthians 13:4-7
I never in my life thought I’d be quoting from the bible, but hey, if it applies, it applies. Even if it is appropriate in this case. I love this quote. Love it!
This is actually a difficult question. I was a late bloomer, but certainly had my fair share of ridiculous crushes that I thought were true love. My most notable silly crush was my first love. Silly me, right? It’s much like the overwhelming love teenagers swear they have when they want to get married in or straight out of high school.
These days, having finally found the man I want to spend the rest of my life with, I define it differently. It is passionate, comfortable, emotional, content, and compassion. I have many other words to describe it, but they are simply words. I know in my very core that I found my match. That he is everything I have been looking for.
The saying “I’ve kissed a lot of frogs” holds very true in my love life. Like I said, I was a late bloomer. I didn’t start really dating until I was 18ish. I honestly think more people should wait until later in life. Steve was also a late bloomer and we fully plan on teaching our children to do the same.
How do you define love? Has it changed over the years?