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Awww... it was very sweet of you Gypsy to put so much time into these replies
Your words are very wise in regards to how others see love, act with it, and so on.. and you are very very right. So I do agree with you, yet I also have some things to add to explain where my thoughts come from... as it shouldn't be a surprise to us that the subject of love is a very complex one, with many different angles to be considered.
I fear that when I was referring to love and duty, you might have though I was infering the kind of love that brings about actions, and words of love, and time and commitment.
When I think of it, there are many kinds of love, with differing levels and intensities.
It would be the height of hubris to assume that one should be really deeply loved (by other humans) just for existing.
It's not quite the same to feel that one should be loved in a basic sense, as in being cared about.. if not your every thought and feeling, than your general well being... for being the result of that persons life and choices.
Know what I mean?
I know I think that EVERY parent needs to, would be remiss in not, loving their kids just for being their kids. But that doesen't mean the deep and abiding love that alot of parents have for their kids, and kids for their parents. It means just to care about them, in a general sense, about their well being and safety. Those loving actions of protection, nourishment, ect ect.. that most parents give to their children automatically, they come from place of love, even if it's not the love that makes them want to spend long hours in the childs company.
Thats really what I think about love. There is deeper love that goes far beyond that, where parents and children can enjoy spending time together, care about every little thing.. as well as different kinds of love for different life relationships.
I don't think siblings, cousins, ect necessarily feel a basic love for each other, those things are formed as bonds with time and so forth.
Like I don't expect my long lost half brother to love me at a basic level... he had no involvement in my creation, nor I in his.
I know that I would feel this basic love for my future children and grand children... but I also know I would love some on a deeper level due to personalities, time, and involvement.
Well... anyway... I don't want to get rolling too long here
But my reason for these thoughts comes down to...
My father being one of those people who thought love had to be earned. I never realized that was what he was about until one day, long after they divorced, I was passing through the house, and overheard him in a conversation with my mother.
He said.. "I don't love her because she hasn't done anything for me" quote. He went on to list things I hadn't done for him... including fetch him coffee, scratch his head, all things my brother did for him regularly.
I'm not saying this because it bothers me still, it doesen't much... but because, as Dr. Phil would say... it was one of those defining moments. It shaped my opinions, thoughts, and beliefs on what love was, when I took the time to think it all through.
I then steadfastly chose love that followed my mothers example. Love that is there regardless of what is done, if that person was one of the people that should be loved for their place in life. When time is spent and care given... that love can then be something you truly feel deeply as love.. an emotion for someone.
But if you find yourself, with someone for whom you have no deep connection, acting in a way that displays love, such as talking with, feeding, protecting.. ect ect... then love is there, even if it is too subtle to be noticed.
Probably I am going on too much, but anyway...
I don't expect Nana to send me Christmas presents, to DO anything. I just wish she would have taken the time to write me a letter, just once... or included me in a letter she still writes.
I know that I can be the person who does that, and I am going to try to be, but that doesen't mean that as the grandmother she shouldn't have done it first. It might sound petty, but it's what I think.
I'm not issolated from my feelings, I know what my heart tells me, and I trust my heart to be right all of the time.
And it says that she should have tried.
But nevermind, I'm going to be the one to do it. But it still doesen't make it right.
Perhaps those with greater years may find my true thoughts to be over-idealistic, naive, or worse, self absorbed.
However, I think ideals are worth holding as long as one can. That hope is strengthening. And there is a time for others, and a time for ones self.
Your words are very wise in regards to how others see love, act with it, and so on.. and you are very very right. So I do agree with you, yet I also have some things to add to explain where my thoughts come from... as it shouldn't be a surprise to us that the subject of love is a very complex one, with many different angles to be considered.
I fear that when I was referring to love and duty, you might have though I was infering the kind of love that brings about actions, and words of love, and time and commitment.
When I think of it, there are many kinds of love, with differing levels and intensities.
It would be the height of hubris to assume that one should be really deeply loved (by other humans) just for existing.
It's not quite the same to feel that one should be loved in a basic sense, as in being cared about.. if not your every thought and feeling, than your general well being... for being the result of that persons life and choices.
Know what I mean?
I know I think that EVERY parent needs to, would be remiss in not, loving their kids just for being their kids. But that doesen't mean the deep and abiding love that alot of parents have for their kids, and kids for their parents. It means just to care about them, in a general sense, about their well being and safety. Those loving actions of protection, nourishment, ect ect.. that most parents give to their children automatically, they come from place of love, even if it's not the love that makes them want to spend long hours in the childs company.
Thats really what I think about love. There is deeper love that goes far beyond that, where parents and children can enjoy spending time together, care about every little thing.. as well as different kinds of love for different life relationships.
I don't think siblings, cousins, ect necessarily feel a basic love for each other, those things are formed as bonds with time and so forth.
Like I don't expect my long lost half brother to love me at a basic level... he had no involvement in my creation, nor I in his.
I know that I would feel this basic love for my future children and grand children... but I also know I would love some on a deeper level due to personalities, time, and involvement.
Well... anyway... I don't want to get rolling too long here
But my reason for these thoughts comes down to...
My father being one of those people who thought love had to be earned. I never realized that was what he was about until one day, long after they divorced, I was passing through the house, and overheard him in a conversation with my mother.
He said.. "I don't love her because she hasn't done anything for me" quote. He went on to list things I hadn't done for him... including fetch him coffee, scratch his head, all things my brother did for him regularly.
I'm not saying this because it bothers me still, it doesen't much... but because, as Dr. Phil would say... it was one of those defining moments. It shaped my opinions, thoughts, and beliefs on what love was, when I took the time to think it all through.
I then steadfastly chose love that followed my mothers example. Love that is there regardless of what is done, if that person was one of the people that should be loved for their place in life. When time is spent and care given... that love can then be something you truly feel deeply as love.. an emotion for someone.
But if you find yourself, with someone for whom you have no deep connection, acting in a way that displays love, such as talking with, feeding, protecting.. ect ect... then love is there, even if it is too subtle to be noticed.
Probably I am going on too much, but anyway...
I don't expect Nana to send me Christmas presents, to DO anything. I just wish she would have taken the time to write me a letter, just once... or included me in a letter she still writes.
I know that I can be the person who does that, and I am going to try to be, but that doesen't mean that as the grandmother she shouldn't have done it first. It might sound petty, but it's what I think.
I'm not issolated from my feelings, I know what my heart tells me, and I trust my heart to be right all of the time.
And it says that she should have tried.
But nevermind, I'm going to be the one to do it. But it still doesen't make it right.
Perhaps those with greater years may find my true thoughts to be over-idealistic, naive, or worse, self absorbed.
However, I think ideals are worth holding as long as one can. That hope is strengthening. And there is a time for others, and a time for ones self.