LOVE (part 3)

Like…Love. For realz, that’s what’s really on my mind. I mean, we often say that we love something or love someone but what does that really mean. So when I think about loving a girl what is that supposed to mean? I say it quite often now, and yes I really do love her (it goes way more than just wanting to hold her, kiss her, and do things married people do), but what does that look like? We all come from different families, different places, people, and definitely have different dreams, so what then is my responsibility to her and to her dreams? Isn’t love basically all about the other? Instead I think we often talk about love but still address it from a very selfish position. I mean, I’m in San Fran, just spent a day working with people helping to feed them through a couple of different organizations and well…don’t we often say something like “I’m going to go and love these people AND it’s going to make me feel really good” as if we are putting a qualifier on our giving of love to them. Like we really have something to offer them that they know nothing about. Like, challenging myself to constantly think about loving someone else in my life and well…that means thinking about all the crazy ways that my decisions effect them. NO, I don’t have to notify her of anything I do, but maybe I do talk to her about it because I love her and value what she thinks or says. Things like that. Well…just something to think about. I know that this is a pretty short entry, but I’m tired and it’s definitely time to go to bed.