Should love be a battlefield and is true love difficult? Why is love one of the most purest emotions yet one of the most complex emotions that we have?
I was contemplating love the other day and thinking about how most of us are not actually taught how to love. I never really saw love in my home growing up, or at least the outward expression of love. My parents weren’t together and my mother never ever said she loved us kids. So, what is love? Putting food on the table? Making sure there is a roof over the kids’ head? Can this be the love that I now seek as an adult?
This is what I was shown as a kid but now must navigate through and know how to love a significant other. Can this be why our divorce rate is so high in the United States? Is love supposed to be smooth or difficult? Must it be a battlefield filled with landmines and bombs that we must navigate in order to love? I think love should be fluid and organic.
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