What is– love.
Everyone, everybody, has their idea of it–
throwing in different facets of the very word.
Maybe, just maybe, it’s not one description. Perhaps, perhaps, it’s what one can accept, tolerate, not be so much a perfectionist about.
And, maybe, it’s what you know you want or not at all.
Nobody can decide it but each person to one’s own self. Not one answer fits all.
Do we have time for people’s emotions, added problems in the world, activities wasted or not?
What is it, really, to be fully present with somebody/people?
It is everything.
It says, this fully-present-mode when you get to experience it, “You matter. You’re important to me. I care about you. I enjoy being with you. I am grateful for you”…
Time has its space and its own awareness of the right time.
Nothing has to make a whole lot of sense all the time.
It’s not who’s right, who’s wrong. It’s a decision.
Isn’t life a mystery, anyhow?
Happy 4th to you; be safe & take care!