Understanding Love

Today, may not be the best day for me to write and I'll just bet you have had days like this also, when you did not understand anything much, let alone having the answers to Understanding Love.  Quite frankly, I don't know that it is possible to ever understand love.

My thoughts go to a couple who were close to me.  Beautiful couple, so in love, he American, she was a Brit.  They met while he was in the Air Force and stationed in England. The love they shared was what I think most women, I will say; dream about.  There was a bond, a closeness, something different; I don't know if I can even begin to try and explain this it or give you Understanding of this love.  It was out of a story book.  I was not around them that much and only saw her a time or two but they were family and I could tell she had something special.  Something pure, something good.  Their love was so special, I was told by her husband afterwards and he tried to explain how it was. I do not think he ever completed understood it himself.  Yes, it was rare, especially now days.  I think, in fact, I know, it was a love that very few people share, very few.  Maybe it was because they did not have as long to share it, but nevertheless; it was something good, something real.  Not just in front of the family.  His Mom went to England and visited with the family, and she shared in the splendor of their unity.  I think we take human love for granted..instead of cherishing the love we have and when something stands to destroy it, we do not fight like we should to make it alright.  If Bobby, I will call him..no not his real name, but if Bobby could have brought back that love in his life, he would have...but he couldn't...he did not have a choice. In a few moments time, it was gone, forever. Rose, I will call her, because she was a rose while she lived...but Rose, became ill and died suddenly in a matter of a few hours at the young age of 31.  She was sick, no accident, she was sick and her illness was overlooked by the medical facility and her 2 children were left without a Mother and Bobby without the love of his life.  I don't know if it could have been prevented or not, but there could have been more effort. 

The moral of this "true tragedy" is that we are not promised of tomorrow.  We say we love our partner, wife, husband, friend, and family.  Do we really?  I am not so sure anymore, if anybody loves anybody. I see people who use this word like it is candy, it sounds sweet.  When you say you love someone, it should be the truth, not something you say because it sounds good or your Mama likes the person or you don't want to hurt someone's feeling.  Do you know what I mean?  You hurt someone worse by lying to them...they will get over it at some point.  They deserve to meet someone (if they exist) that can love them unconditionally.

We take so much about love for granted.  We do not watch how we speak to our spouse, how we treat them in public and private...respect does not seem to have the place it used to have when Mama and Daddy were living.....the old days.  The Good Old Days!  We should act the same way in private as we do in public; but we don't.  We should let others know without even saying a word that we love who we are with, with a special kind of love.  We should make our spouse feel good about themselves all the time not just when we need them for something. 

Love is so important and if you have it, take care of it and do not throw it away at the drop of a hat.  You may never have it again.  Bobby has not, he raised his children by himself, did a great job; but no other love like Rose.

There may not be a lot that gives you any answer written in this post, and it is not that long; but if you have read about Bobby and Rose, you have an idea of what good love is, how it should be taken care of and realize that sometimes we do not get second chances when it come to Understanding Love.

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