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Jan. 18, 2005 The question of the day... what is love? From what I was told in tenth grade science class, it's a chemical reaction in the brain that causes feelings of euphoria. I later found out that you can get the same chemical reaction that you get from love that you do if you eat large amounts of chocolate. But I asked around, curious as I am, and this is what I concluded about love. A word that is used in so many ways, so often. In a biblical sense, there is God's love and Christ's love. According to my priest, God created us imperfect so that he could have a job. God loves us no matter what we do or how we act. This is unconditional love. I love the New England Patriots. I love Tom Brady. My aunt loves Adam Vinitari. They've won two Superbowls in three years. However, if they lost every game four years in a row, I would not love them anymore. This is condtional love. When I was a child, my mother told me that she loved me and my sister more than anyone on the planet. I feel the same way about my son and daughter. I would die for them, kill for them, go hungry, go naked, go cold. Anything for my children. This is a mother's love. When I got married at twenty-one, I promised my husband I would love him until death do us part. Six months later it was decided that maybe it wasn't such a good idea after all. This is false love. I love my boyfriend, Bryan. Am I going to run to Las Vegas with him and get married tomorrow? Probably not. In fact, I can't see myself getting married anytime soon. Doesn't mean I don't care about him or that he doesn't care about me. I'm not in love with him, but when push comes to shove, he is my best friend and my partner in crime. He is the person whose shoulder I lay my head on at night and the only person who I have a physical relationship with. This is a physical and psychological love. My "best" friend is my cousin, Sunday. She is my confidant and knows most of my secrets, if not all of my secrets. There is no problem too big or too small for me to give to Sunday. And I know she knows the same applies to me. This is a friendly love. My ex-fiance is my least favorite person in the world at this point. However, we did concieve a daughter together, and he does love her. Even though things are sour between him and I, I know it is mostly because of the hurt and anger that is lingering from our now dead relationship. I could easily say I hate him. Hate is a form of love. I was told that when you hate someone you put time and effort into feeling an emotion for someone. This person is on your mind and makes you feel certain things when you think about him or her. Most people think that the oppostie of love is hate. But that is incorrect. The opposite of love, of feeling, is no love, no emotion. Apathy. Hate is just another form of a powerful emotion. What can be concluded about love. Absolutly nothing. It can't be figured out or duplicated. But these are scary times in a world full of sadness and danger. Be it a love for your favorite quarterback or a love for your child or best friend, it's necessary. I suppose it can all be summed up in one line from The Beatles: "All you need is love". It's hippy and cliche' but it is true. All you need is love... ------------ About the author L.J. Chapman: I am a mother of two kids. I run a freelance business online, called LJC Freelance Inc. I'm trying to get a novel written, but I am a mother of two. Email: snowboarderspixiegirl8@hotmail.com Tell a friend about this site! ------------ All articles are EXCLUSIVE to Useless-Knowledge.com and are not allowed to be posted on other websites. ARTICLE THIEVES WILL BE PROSECUTED! |
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