What is love to me? In this moment? Where do I feel the meshing of need and satisfaction …
a few things come to mind today…
Love is an e-mail from my grandmother when I know it’s not her preferred method of contact.
Love is a so-called random e-mail from the school saying, 4 months later, that I qualified for a grant that covers a majority of tuition.
Love is my dog curled up next to me right now.
Love is my parents supporting me even when they don’t completely understand what I’m doing.
Love is consistently being reminded that there is a plan for my life, and my attempt to follow it.
Love is a friend not blurting out the ‘i told you so’ even when I soooo deserve it.
Love is God. Love is.
What is love to you?