What is love? I used to think it was when you put someone else’s happiness above your own, but now I realize that’s just the sign of an unhealthy, one-sided relationship. Lately I’ve been thinking that love is when another person’s happiness becomes your happiness too.
For example, I didn’t want to drive an hour away to attend the funeral of someone I only met once, but when I saw how happy my mother-in-law was to have the ride and the companionship, I was happy to have been able to do it. I didn’t want to get up extra early this morning so I could take my daughter to the orthodontist before school, but anticipating her relief at being rid of the poking wire, I didn’t mind a bit.
I think another way to know if you love someone is by their annoying habits. When his idiosyncrasies make you smile and shake your head rather than resist (or not) the urge to bludgeon him with the heaviest thing you can get your hands on, chances are you love him.
What is intimacy? To me, intimacy is trusting someone with your vulnerabilities. Whether it be embarrassing and personal secrets or embarrassing and personal body parts—when you share that with someone and you don’t regret it afterward, that’s intimacy.
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