How do you Love?, First Draft Options

[LeoLayne]

Well Guys,
Some of you have asked about my writtings, so I thought I would ask you for your opion on a new form that I am playing around with...Please read the following and give me your input, good, bad, or indiffrent, it is all welcomed. I hope you enjoy it.

How do you Love…



A friend and I were having lunch the other day. He was filling me in on his latest break-up, be-moaning the lack of love in his life. As I set there listening to my friend I had to ask him a question. “When you think about love, How Do You Love?” He gave me that look that told me he didn’t understand what I was asking, so I tried to explain.



Is it who you Love that defines the Love? Or, rather, is it how you Love that is the true difference? Do you just love to love or do you look beyond the person? Do you go out of your way to do things just because you know it will make the other person smile? Or are you the one that waits for the other person to do for you? What is it about the person that makes you feel like you can’t wait to see them, and when you do, do you feel all warm and fuzzy?



Is it the person that makes you love, or is it love that makes you love? I remember my Grandmother once telling me, “When you meet the person that makes forever seem not long enough, and they make you want to give 75% of the time and receive only 25% of the time, and that person feels the same, then you are in love. Lust, passion, sex, all are wonderful things, and they come and go like the tides of the sea, but Love, true Love, is always there. It is always certain. It can never be done to death, because true love will last, even beyond death.”



I looked up at my friend, and I realized as I told him this story, I was staring at the ring on my finger, a simple gold band, but so very precious to me, because of the person who gave it to me, and for what it represented to me. In my friends eyes I saw tears, and with a sigh he said ‘Why can’t I find that?’ I thought about that a moment, and then it came to me.



‘I won’t kid you, I am so very happy and lucky to have found someone as wonderful as my partner, but I use to be in the same shape you are in, and that’s when I learned the part of the lesson my Grandmother didn’t tell me. See, all those things that she told me to look for in another, I first had to find inside myself, with myself. I had to learn to love myself, for all my faults, scares, bruises, and warts. It was only then that I was open to find the love in another person.’



So my friend let me ask you again…“How Do You Love?”

[K_Green]

Well Guys,
Some of you have asked about my writtings, so I thought I would ask you for your opion on a new form that I am playing around with...Please read the following and give me your input, good, bad, or indiffrent, it is all welcomed. I hope you enjoy it.

How do you Love…



A friend and I were having lunch the other day. He was filling me in on his latest break-up, be-moaning the lack of love in his life. As I set there listening to my friend I had to ask him a question. “When you think about love, How Do You Love?” He gave me that look that told me he didn’t understand what I was asking, so I tried to explain.



Is it who you Love that defines the Love? Or, rather, is it how you Love that is the true difference? Do you just love to love or do you look beyond the person? Do you go out of your way to do things just because you know it will make the other person smile? Or are you the one that waits for the other person to do for you? What is it about the person that makes you feel like you can’t wait to see them, and when you do, do you feel all warm and fuzzy?



Is it the person that makes you love, or is it love that makes you love? I remember my Grandmother once telling me, “When you meet the person that makes forever seem not long enough, and they make you want to give 75% of the time and receive only 25% of the time, and that person feels the same, then you are in love. Lust, passion, sex, all are wonderful things, and they come and go like the tides of the sea, but Love, true Love, is always there. It is always certain. It can never be done to death, because true love will last, even beyond death.”



I looked up at my friend, and I realized as I told him this story, I was staring at the ring on my finger, a simple gold band, but so very precious to me, because of the person who gave it to me, and for what it represented to me. In my friends eyes I saw tears, and with a sigh he said ‘Why can’t I find that?’ I thought about that a moment, and then it came to me.



‘I won’t kid you, I am so very happy and lucky to have found someone as wonderful as my partner, but I use to be in the same shape you are in, and that’s when I learned the part of the lesson my Grandmother didn’t tell me. See, all those things that she told me to look for in another, I first had to find inside myself, with myself. I had to learn to love myself, for all my faults, scares, bruises, and warts. It was only then that I was open to find the love in another person.’



So my friend let me ask you again…“How Do You Love?”

a point very well made, yet lost on sooooo many of us!