[How To Love]
When people speak to me about love, they do so waiting to hear anger and bitterness fall from my lips. Women usually bash men, call them dogs, and say there are no good ones left.
Then, they wait for me to chime in.
But, I believe in love and I believe in men and their importance in the lives of women. I am not independent, though self-sufficient, and I need a man just as I need air.
This is the way God intended.
However, two husbands later, I have realized I don’t need just any man. When the walls come crumbling down and everything I have built is lost, I look around and see who’s left and, for the past six years, there has been this man.
So, you see, there is no way I can say there are no good men out there. There’s no way I can say they’re all dogs.
There is no way I can’t believe in love.
As I’ve gotten older and learned more about life, I have learned and found the true definition of love, as an action and not an emotion. Love is not conditional. It is loving someone, not despite who they are but because of it. It is loving what and whom they love and accepting everything and everyone in their life if it and they make this person happy.
True love means loving someone the way they need to be loved and not the way you want to love them.
It doesn’t matter where they go or who they’re with or who else they profess to love. Love is not just for one, but for all. Love is not selfish and it does not possess. Love is to be shared and true love is not jealous.
It is patient and it is constant.
In all my life, I have never loved anyone, who was not born to me, the way I love this man. In fact, looking back, I’ve never really loved anyone at all because it was all conditional.
And I don’t expect everyone to understand it and, in fact, I’d rather you didn’t. As the saying goes, sometimes a man and a woman have an understanding that no one else understands –– not even them.
I am thankful to God for the openness of my heart and my willingness to love no matter what. No matter who. No matter where or when. And, if I never love another soul again, I will always be grateful for the knowing.
Even in our troubled days, it is love which keeps us bound. And, in our happiest days, it is that love which is made stronger for the binding.
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