What is Love?

Well what is it? 

I guess you could say it is a song from the early 90s that will always keep your head bobbing. Or I could go into this deep meaning of how love is not just an emotion, but it is a verb. Or I could simply just say what it means to me. 

Love can be summed up in so many different ways. You can love another person; which is what most people consider love. You can love an object because it has such a special meaning to you. Love is everything.

I love my family. Every single one of them. My parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, and even cousins. My family at home may be small, but outside of my home it is like an entirely different world. There are so many of them and I can even say I haven't met them all. I have a special relationship with each one of them and that's something I will never change. My parents are my best friends, and this may seem like a surprise coming from a teenagers mouth but I don't know what I am going to do without them when I start my own life. Okay enough of that mushiness. My entire family is so amazing and they bring laughter to my life. Who wouldn't love that.

Now onto my friends. I have a wide variety of friends. I have those friends I left behind when I moved in 6th grade. I have the friends I am going to leave behind when I go to college. And I have friends waiting for me at college. Friends that will come and go. I hope that I have built friendships that have made a difference. I know those I spend my time with have something special about them because I would never purposely hang around someone who doesn't make me happy. My friends are like my family. I have never really had a best friend because choosing just isn't fair. They all have special qualities, and each one of them is unique that I could never pick a favorite. There are definitely those I spend more time with, but that just means they can stand to be around my crazy self for long periods of time. My friends mean the world to me. They are my support and I love all of them. 

My next definition of love is loving the things around you. Now I don't mean idolizing these objects, I just mean that you are able to gain joy from this object. Here is an example. I love my art set because when I see it laying out it reminds me of something I love to do. I love looking at the colors and imagining what could be. I love my bed because it is always there to catch me. It holds the most amazing pillows that I sometimes cry into and it holds the blankets that I love to curl up in. I love the pictures I have hanging on the wall in my room. They are black and white, but I can remember the color because I took each one myself. They are very special to me because they hold memories of adventures. I love my mirror (don't think of this as a conceded thing) because it reflects everything. When I get ready in the morning I look at my face and I am reminded of what a miracle life is. I love my piano because it gives me an opportunity to reach for a person that is sometimes lost. A little girl dreading her next piano lesson, but always feeling accomplished once it was done. I love everything I own because some may be gifts and some are things my parents have given me over time. 

Love is the feeling you get when you find something wonderful. Love is watching your favorite television show or reading your favorite book. Love is when a mother looks at her new born child for the first time. Love is the way a groom looks at his bride the day of the wedding. Love is what causes smiles and laughter. Love is everything.

Love may come and go, but you have to remember love isn't summed up in one way. It has so many different meanings and I don't think it is possible to find every meaning. In fact I don't think we are meant to find those meanings I think they are meant to find us. Just remember love can do amazing things we just have to give it a chance.

XOXO--Emerald