What is Love?

If you know me, you know that I say “I love you” a lot. And by a lot, I mean A LOT. The phrase gets a bad rep. If you don’t say it, there’s something wrong with you, if you say it too much something is wrong with you, if you occasionally say it, it’s because you want something. For me, I genuinely mean it, and there is no ulterior motive.

Now I am not saying that I am “in love” with every person that I say “I love you” to, but I mean it in the sense that something happened that reminded me of why you are in my life. If you make me laugh, or create a nice memory, or are simply a big part of my life in some way, shape or form, you will be loved by me.

I feel like, as a society, we do not say “I love you” enough. And it doesn’t matter what your reasoning for not saying it is. My reasons for saying it are often the reasons others do not say it. We are surrounded by so much negative stuff, that being reminded that someone else cares for us, can help us remember why we want to stay.

I know anxiety and depression tell us that no one cares. But if we don’t hear that people care, we will never know.

When I say “I love you,” it’s because I care about you. I want you to know that if you need someone, I am here, and will always be here. I say it because I’ve had experiences when people have said it to me and not meant it. I know how it feels to hear someone who you grow up thinking should love you, say it as if they just ate some food that had gone bad. I say it because you never know what someone is going through, you do not know what is in store for anyone. You don’t know if they will be around to hear the next “I love you.” I use it as my way of saying goodbye, good night and reminding people that I truly do love them.

With Valentine’s Day being today, and my step dad’s anniversary of his second birth* passed, I am reminded that time is valuable. As are our words, and we need to use them to lift each other up, not tear each other down.

*Second Birth refers to his open heart surgery that saved his life, that without it, he probably would not still be with us today without it.

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