Love...!

I often find myself being philosophical late at night when sleep seems to elude me. Last night I was laying in bed and thinking about the word love.

How can one little word have so many meanings? So many levels of intensity? So many different feelings? How can one word be used to describe a favorite book? A favorite meal? A favorite piece of clothing? Yet in the same breath we use that word to describe our feelings toward our spouses, our children, our parents, our pets.

I use the same phrase, "I love you," to my husband and my daughters yet the feeling of love towards them is so fiercely different. I love my parents and my pets and my siblings but each love is so different how can that single word be used accross the board.

For me it is one of the easiest words to say and the hardest word to utter. It can make you feel invincible and yet utterly vulernable. Love is all encompassing!!

I LOVE the "love" word. When I utter it to those I love my heart feels good and my mouth breaks into a smile. When my husband says it to me, my heart grows. When my daughters say it to me, my heart melt!

Does my post contain more questions than answers? Yes, but maybe that is yet another facet of love...the neverending questions. How can word contain so much within 4 letters?