what is this thing you call love?
you tell me it every night before i go to sleep, yet i never reply
you tell me three simple words tht are confusing to my young mind
you let these words slip past your lips...like they mean nothing
they are important
it is not something you use loosley or in a daily conversation
dont you understand that?
i do, that is why i do not reply to you when you say i love you
i honestly could not explain the meaning of these words
the thing people symbolize with a heart.....
so please explain to me
why you say these words to me?
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a great question...we bandy around the word love so much...we love pizza...we love the latest movie and yet we want love to be something special...
ReplyDeleteBrycie...there are different kinds of love! There is a Secure kind of love...thats the kind of love that everyone needs to survive & thrive.It is a nurturing love...like the kind of love a parent gives their child that helps them feel wanted & safe.
ReplyDeleteTheres a Friendship type love...the kinda love you have for a very close friend or other family members. Someone whom you have faith or trust in and someone whom you care a lot about.
Then theres a Romantic Love...this is the kind of love that makes you weak in the knees & funny in the tummy. A lustful kinda love! Some people will experience this with more that one person in their lifetime.
And there is Unconditional Love...this is a last forever kind of love. The kind of love you feel when you meet the love of your life. When you feel this love you can be very forgiving of the others shortcomings, mistakes etc... The kind of love that exists through all kinds of barriers.
Love to me is more of an expression but when someone tells you they love you...even though the words may seemingly just spill from their lips.. I would think that there would be truth behind those words also.
I tell my children & my husband everyday that I love them. At times it may seem that way to them too...but I can tell you this now...It is very TRUE!!!
i'm going to take liberty here and assume that you are talking to me, asking me, since i am the one who kisses that little place on your face every night, the soft little curve at the top of your nose. i don't know what you hear when i say those three little words but i'll tell you where they come from if you'll take a moment to read on...
ReplyDeletemy "i love you" first came from a shocked mother who was first by her only daughter that she was pregnant, at 17. your father was a deadhead and a druggie, caring very little about the news that he was going to be a father. he wasn't in the picture long, your mom walking away from the fella when she determined to be useless, her nickname for him being the 'sperm donor'.
i spent the next 9 months watching her puke in the most unlikely places, usually the curb where we had pulled to the roadside as quickly as possible!
i was worried how she would accomplish having and raising a child on her own...worried that she couldn't do it! worried about where the money would come from...so anxious and tore up that i had to be prescribed medication for high blood pressure, lol.
but EVERYTHING changed the moment you were born and i looked into the eyes of the most precious gift from God that i had ever seen...loving you even more than i had loved my own children at their births. i am embarrassed to admit that but their births were in the midst of some of the worst times of my life and i didn't have the maturity or the foresight to see past those them at the time.
i spent hours gazing into your deep blue eyes, swimming freely in them as they returned my awe, much to my pleasure! i was, for the first time in my life, smitten, as i sat with wonder, watching your every sneeze and grimace. thoughts of my own grandmother kept coming to my mind. of how much she loved me, regardless of my behavior, even when i was pregnant at 16 years old. she was the keeper of my secrets, the shoulder i cried on, the ear i could always pull when i wanted to talk. she was the woman whom i most wanted to emulate as i grew up, a woman of grace, having a lusty laugh that when heard from across the room could lead you right to her! she was funny, ornery, had a twinkle in her eye and a skip in her step...and she chose to love me. without question, without abandon, she threw herself into my life and she never looked back.
i knew in that moment that i had become...no, i WAS, my grandma. and you, precious little one were entangled in a web of love that reached through the generations, a place i hope you'll one day realize. "i love you" brycie, with all of my heart and i'm going to spend the rest of my life telling you that...whether you choose to respond to me, or not.
i know you're still alive, hi!!
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