What Does Love Mean?
“You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.” ~ Jessica – age 8
In the next few days, the words “I love you” will be said, written and received a lot. They are words that mean different things to different people, and from different people.
When I ask people what love means to them I get a range of responses; often wordy and philosophical. If I ask what love “looks like” in their relationships, I usually get something more tangible and authentic.
Like many things, we adults have an amazing ability to complicate basically simple things, losing their essence in the process. When it comes to love, I think the kids get it hands down. I found the following article in my archives and share it because it still made me think ~ and smile.
A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year olds, “What does love mean?” The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:
“When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That’s love.” ~ Rebecca – age 8
“When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You know that your name is safe in their mouth.” ~ Billy – age 4
“Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other. ~ Karl – age 5
“Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.” ~ Chrissy – age 6
“Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.” ~ Terri – age 4
“Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.” ~ Danny – age 7
“Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss.” ~ Emily – age 8
“Love is what’s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.” ~ Bobby – age 7 (Wow!)
“If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate,” ~ Nikka – age 6
“There are two kinds of love. Our love. God’s love. But God makes both kinds of them.” ~ Jenny – age 8
“Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.” ~ Noelle – age 7
“Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.” ~ Tommy – age 6
“During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn’t scared anymore.” ~ Cindy – age 8
“My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don’t see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.” ~ Clare – age 6
“Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.” ~ Elaine-age 5
“Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.” ~ Chris – age 7
“Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.” ~ Mary Ann – age 4
“I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.” ~ Lauren – age 4
“When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.” ~ Karen – age 7
“Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn’t think it’s gross.” ~ Mark – age 6
And the final one — Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child. The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman’s yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother asked him what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, “Nothing, I just helped him cry.”
For me, love is getting to enjoy a slow and easy morning on vacation even though my husband was ready an hour and a half ago. Thank you dear.
Celebrate the love in your life. Happy Valentine’s Day,
Pam