Love and What it TRULY Entails

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As I sit here and reflect on things, I keep coming back to the concept of love.  As girls we see love as what it is on tv and in movies. We somehow come to believe that love should be just like our favorite tear jerking romance flick.  What we learn as we grow is that love is definitely a tear jerker, a heart wrenching, yet beautiful experience all in one.  Love is far from easy, especially when you find the one you love unconditionally. No matter how many times that person seems to break your heart, you will still love them. You will still cry yourself to sleep like a teenage girl.  You will still feel as if each event is the end of the world.  Why is this emotion so strong, so bonding? Why is it that we truly seem to have no control over it?  What is it about this connection to another human that allows us to remain resilient? Maybe I will never have the answer to that question.  What I do know is that love is work.  It is definitely not all fun and knee weakening.  It is in fact far from that.  It is a bond that ties two souls and refuses to let go.  It is stronger than any other bond I have ever known. It holds you connected to someone regardless of what other emotions occur.  We can control anger, frustration, jealousy, and happiness but not love. I'm not saying that we should use love as an excuse to be mistreated in any way, but it is definitely powerful. My heart has been broken many times, but love always brings me back.  There is some strange thing that happens to you when you know you are where you belong. Maybe there is no explaining it, but to me love is: painful, heart wrenching, joyful, day brightening, bonding, and life changing.

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