Over the past few years, I’ve learned that LOVE means many different things to different people. Thanks to The Five Love Languages, we know people can express love one way while the one we are loving may receive it quite another.
Regardless of the semantics and behavior of love, one thing is sure, it’s the most powerful thing in the Universe. Truly, the joy of loving and being loved by another soul is the essence of all that is good in life. Love is what we all long to embrace and give, even when we get in our own way.
When I answered GMP’s call for submission, (and who isn’t grateful to GMP for giving us so many great articles about loving others,) I began reflecting on this question.
My little boy Andrew immediately came to mind. Andrew was not quite seven years old when he died in 2003 from mitochondrial disease. It’s easy for parents who lose children to heroize or think their child extraordinary, and perhaps on a spiritual level, those that are only here for a short time are indeed, special. But my boy, he was all about the LOVE.