Love

When my daughter gazed into my eyes for the first time; I finally understood what it meant to love unconditionally.

One could write novel after novel about this subject and never completely cover everything love entails.

Perhaps the purest form of motivation comes from love and being loved.

Imagine loving what you do for a living? Wow, you love it and you get paid. Holy smokes! I love my job and it meets the criteria of being financially rewarding and something I love.

Any avocational pursuits? Maybe you love golf. Maybe you love to collect stamps. Maybe you love music. Boy isn't it nice to know you can enjoy a past time that you love?

How about love in dire circumstances? Oh, do you mean would I take a bullet for someone I love? Absolutely, without hesitation.

Is love selfish? I can paint a scenario that will help you with the concept.

So... Two kids are drowning in the water. One is yours and the other is someone else's. Which one will you save? Oh, I know the answer bothers you but back in the real world you wouldn't think twice. You would save your kid first without hesitation which is why I never put myself in that position with my daughter or her friends at the beach.

Someone else will save the other kid so don't feel bad. This is just a discussion steeped in reality.

Are there people who depend on you that you love? Well, this "love" is going to propel you to superhuman feats you never knew you could achieve. You can stay up for days taking care of your sick child without blinking an eye. You can work 500 days straight if it means a better life for your family and you have the vision. You will step up to do things unimaginable without hesitation.

You cannot possess love. You can try but it only extinguishes its flame.

Love is a gift that must be given freely without condition. You cannot measure it nor control any part of it. You can tend to it however much like a gardener tends their plants. Lots of water and sunlight and attention will allow love to blossom forever. Neglect will cause it to wilt and if you are not careful, it could die.

Bobby, is love risky? Totally. When you open your heart to another it is always risky. You can and will get annihilated. We all carry scars from love lost. I carry the scars from deceased loved ones. I carry the scars from love gone wrong too. Horrible scars.

Maybe a better question would be...Is it worth it?

Well, imagine not caring about anything or anyone. What kind of life is that?

I have good news. There is love in abundance and it is out there waiting for you in all kinds of beautiful places.

I say these things with love for we are bound together by the fragile thread of our humanity.

Peace be with you,

Bobby