Well Valentine's Day is this weekend and it's only appropriate that I address this day of foolishness, well not directly. This holiday is an annual memorandum for women who suffer from "bitter single life", a do or die for significant others to fill the day with the pink and red madness, and a bullshit way for retail to get a little biz in it's down period (I'm just saying). It's the love holiday of the romantic persuasion.
BUT REALLY...
I've had some time to assess what love is and what it's been made out to be. Pull up a chair and get your notebook.
I read a fellow blogger's post, maddecentmaf.blogspot.com, about his take on it. This wasn't necessarily a male's perspective because I wasn't seeking one. I sought a completely honest and pure answer of what it is and means. He said it plain and simple, love is the same way you feel and care about yourself for another person. Let's leave out what we've seen in romantic comedies and Disney movies. When we peel away all of the subcategories we find the same thing.
I found myself looking for love. How can I look for something I already have? I blame the brainwashing, the romanticized part of it. It's put out in radiowaves that we're suppose to find that one person who encompasses this special kind of love that we should want and need. Now don't get me wrong having a companion is wonderful, but if we seek love how can we see and appreciate what we already have.
If we're meant to have a companion for the rest of our lives then it will be. We can't think for a second that we can not function without this all encompassing love because we can. We do it now and tomorrow. As long as we have friends and family, then we're never without love.
