What is true love? My parents were married for 58 years. They were best friends, confidants and lovers. They were also completely different people. My father was a hermit. He would love to have been stranded on a deserted island with my mother, a few books and his music. My mother was a social butterfly. She loved a good party and she loved to be around people. And yet these two disparate people had a very successful marriage. How is that possible?
Love isn’t quantifiable. When you love someone you love all of them. Otherwise it’s just really strong like or lust. You don’t love someone in spite of their flaws, you love them because of their flaws. Even if those flaws are more like crevices! Those flaws, those imperfections if you will, are what make you unique. Perfection is an abstract that doesn’t really exist. We can aspire to perfection but is not actually attainable.
Oh, and we all have them. Honestly. Flaws. Imperfections. Deficiencies in our character. We have blemishes on our bodies and defects on the inside. But all of that is what makes us special! There is only one George Clooney and that makes him special. Ok, yes so does his talent, his looks, his . . . I will bet that he has things about himself he doesn’t like. He’s human! (He is also near perfection!) Oh, sorry, forget that! (Whew!) He puts his pants on one leg at a time and he still has to move his bowels. So do you and so do I.
Back to love. What is it that makes us love someone? We are often attracted to someone’s smile or their eyes. Maybe it’s the way they speak or the way they move. But what is the spark deep down inside our soul that connects with another so totally. I was in love once. I would’ve given up everything if he had asked it. I would have left my family and followed him wherever he went. I had butterflies in my stomach when I saw him. My heart beat a little faster and my mouth was dry when he touched my hand. My world was a little richer and more colourful when he was in it. That same world collapsed when he betrayed me.
I love my friends and would do anything for them. I love my family. I love food, good conversation and a wicked joke. I love life, my life. Are there imperfections around me? Absolutely! But that’s part of what makes everything so unique and so wonderful! So if you’re looking for flaws and imperfections, look first to yourself. Honey we ain’t perfect. But damn we’re fun!