Yet love is that word that means so many things to so many
people. It’s that feeling of butterflys in your gut brought on simply by seeing
your special partner. Love is shown in
tender moments and time spent together hand in hand. Love is that passion you can’t ignore when
that special person is by your side.
Love is lots of things. Love is what continues after the honeymoon
period described above is over. Love is the series of unending compromises, surprises,
acts of service, words of encouragement and a hug when needed most. Love is
standing by through the illnesses, crisis and tragedies that befall everyone.
Love is also tough and feisty. Love is the willingness to
continue to pursue your partner long after the initial infatuation wears off. Love
remains and love fights to continue.
Love is the jab that says “I need to be first.” Translated into other
terms – “I can’t let you drift away, you mean too much to me to let that
happen.” Love is the right hook that sets
boundaries which are established to make each other feel safe.
A vase of flowers, so meaningful and special on their
arrival, wither and drop their leaves. Love, I’m finding, can fall like petals
too, unless you’re willing to fight for it. Love is worth the fight. Take the
jab, through the hook, not in the aim of hurting, rather in the goal to keep
the love.
Love is worth the good fight.
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