Love-
I’ve been thinking a lot about love today.
I write about love in my books. I write about the love of a man for a woman. The love of a mother for a son. The love of two brothers for an over-sized
grizzly bear.
But what is love, really?
Why is it so potent?
And why is it so elusive to some but so abundant to
others?
I think it all comes down to who you are inside. What kind of person you are. What you’re capable of.
Love can be a breathtaking thing—like when two people find
each other and know without a doubt they could not subsist without their other
half ever again, without being a lesser individual than they were before.
The kind of love that overrides any kind of self-doubt. The kind of love where you would set your own
life aside for that person who has your heart.
It doesn’t matter if you’re straight or gay. If you’re a man in love with a woman, a woman
in love with another woman, or a man with another man.
Love doesn’t care.
They say love is blind.
I think that’s true in more ways than one.
Love can break your heart or fill it to excess.
Love.
What a simple word for such a powerful feeling.
I’ve been thinking a lot about love today.
Thank God for it.
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