LOVE

All you need is love.

Love lifts us up where we belong.

Some people want to fill the world with silly love songs. Well, what’s wrong with that? I’d like to know!

Can anybody find me somebody to love? (SERIOUSLY!!)

I need some body. I - I need somebody. I need somebody to love. 

You might as well face it, you’re addicted to love.

You’ve got a groovy kind of love.

I have loved you for a thousand years. I’ll love you for a thousand more.

Is this love, is this love, is this love, is this love that I’m feeling.

Love, love me do. You know I love you.

Can you feel the love tonight.

I can’t help falling in love.

It’s Friday. I’m in love.

Shall I continue??? It could go on forever.

Artists sing about it, we all long for it. 

I love this quote from the Barbara Streisand Movie, “The Mirror Has Two Faces.”

“We all want to fall in love. Why? Because that experience makes us feel completely alive. Where every sense is heightened, every emotion is magnified, our everyday reality is shattered and we are flying into the heavens. It may only last a moment, an hour, an afternoon. But that doesn't diminish its value...

But why do people want to fall in love when it can have such a short run and be so painful?...

Because...

while it DOES LAST...

it feels f****** great!”

I’ve got love on the brain. 

Because of the complete absence and yet absolute presence it has in my life.

Romantic love has always remained allusive. I believe love is only a reciprocal emotion. A symbiotic feeling. You can’t truly have it alone. And so, sadly, I don’t know that I’ve ever really had it. 

Moulin Rouge says, "The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return." I'm still working on that second part, in the romantic sense.

But then I was thinking about my life and the love I witness, witness, witness.

Not even just shown towards me specifically, but the visible reality of the love around me can sometimes be enough. 

I saw it with a husband and father sleeping in the hospital hallway for days when their baby/ grandson was in the NICU.

I saw it at a wedding in February when the husband toasted his beautiful bride.

I saw it with a woman curled up in bed with her husband in her home, as he drew his last breath.

I saw it days before when the last words he uttered to me, with a warm smile, and clear eyes, were “I love you.”

I saw it as a 2 year old sang Paul McCartney’s “Silly Love Song” with me at the top of his lungs, calling it “Lala’s song”.

I saw it as my best friends sent me a bouquet to tell me they care.

I saw it when I was flown to Santa Monica for a day, just because.

All you need is love. 

But it is still allusive. 

Thursday 2 boys said, "Hey! Let's go out!"

And I said, "Great! Here's my number!" 

And they both said...

...

...

I'm still waiting to find out what they said. As I haven't hear from either...

You can't hurry love.

No.

You'll just have to wait.