Four letters to love.
Four strokes of a pen.
An immensely powerful word: spoken or written to someone who resides in your heart.
Love can also be felt without words. An embrace can convey it, a look can speak of it and a heart can be warmed by it.
I met love for the first time when I was about 8. Our Christmas present that year was a kitten. Love was defined for me that day. Kimberly was her name and she was a member of our family for about 14 years. This was despite being attacked by a dog one day when I was off school due to illness in my teens. If I hadn’t been home…… I have fond memories of my first four-legged love and she still holds a special place in my heart.
The word love was used frivolously between then and meeting my husband in 2003 on my sister’s hens night. Love took on a new definition from that moment on.
In my 30’s I found a new definition of love that I had never known possible.When my boys were born that four letter word was redefined to that of a mother’s love. And as any mother knows there is nothing with which it can be compared. I love my mum but have a deeper appreciation of her love for me since having my own children.
I am the proud keeper of love in my heart. First loves, loves lost, loves treasured.
One word, many definitions.
Love is a word I love.
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