In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Take Me to the Moon.”
How many times have I heard people say they love to fish, or I love their new car, or I love my weekends? When it’s referenced so many ways the definition is somewhat illusive, in my opinion.
But how about when love defines a human relationship – brotherly love, parental love, love of someone else’s spouse, or love of one’s own spouse? There are several stages of emotion here. People never stop growing. The definition of love between a newly married couple is quite different from a union that has survived a half-century. It eclipses Webster’s definition.
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Beautifully articulated.
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Thank you for those kind words.
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You were spot on, Scott. Nothing is more beautiful than love unfolded by time and life’s challenges, struggles and joys.
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I agree, that is so true (this month it will be 23 years of marriage for me 🙂 )
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