Love is a very complicated word. There is an element of
emotion in it but there is also an element of a decision, a choice, a
commitment. I tend to think of love as a commitment to someone and therefore I
try to keep emotion out of the picture. However, there is also a kind of love
that comes from the same place my emotions come from. That kind of love
involves passion and affection. And it is a positive emotion.
I can most easily identify and feel this kind of love when I
think of my kids. I genuinely like my children. They are nice people and have
many noteworthy talents. I feel a sense of pride in them for what they are
becoming as people. When I think of my kids there’s a welling up within me that
almost brings me to tears because I feel attached to them in many ways. They
don’t always make the same decisions I would make, but I still love them for
being them. I trust them to make the right decisions toward other people in the
areas that really count. They are generally good people and are easy to love.
I also identify and feel a passionate and affectionate love
for my husband. I did make a commitment to love him through thick and thin, but
my love for him goes beyond the decision to love him. There’s that feeling of
pride and trust that comes from knowing he’s a good person and loves me in
return. There’s a fondness that comes out of our friendship with one another.
The common interests we share and the common experiences we share provide the
backdrop for the affection I feel towards him.
I have other friendships that lead me to loving those
friends, too. Again, I think the shared experiences, the mutually uplifting
conversations, and the shared interests lead to affection towards those other
people. I feel love, besides having made the commitment to love.
I wouldn’t use love to describe how I feel about objects.
For me, love, true love, is only towards other people. I might really, really
like ice cream but I will not say I love ice cream. I might be fond of a
certain book or movie, but I would not say I love either of those things. If
I’m not able to make a decision to love something, to really commit to it, I’m
unwilling to say I love it. For instance, I am not committed to a song. That
would be strange to say, so I’m not going to say I love a song either.
To truly love something, to have the emotion of love, I need
to be able to commit to it. But love is more than just a commitment. There is
an emotional element to it that I don’t think I’ve quite pinned down yet. I
will have to keep working on that.