Brian Bunn
Second Unit
- Joined
- Oct 26, 1998
- Messages
- 258
Just curious if anyone could describe it...in words...to any degree. Perhaps it is a difficult thing to put into words...describing how it makes one feel. Anyone want to give it a shot?
Love is... when you'd give up your Home Theater to be with someone.Darn, guess I've never been in love then. Hopefully I can someday find that special person that I wanna get all gray and wrinkly with.
Love is...when you'd give up your Home Theater to be with someoneThat's a good one!
Hey, you weren't serious, were you???
That's a good one! Hey, you weren't serious, were you???Of course not. My wife knows I'd never give up my Home Theater!
If you'll live for someone, I don't even think it can be love. It's worship, almost. They'll walk all over you, use you, and abuse you.I beg to disagree heartily. My husband & I met at 16/17. We’ve been through most stages imaginable.
Lust
Infantile, jealous playing games state
Joy so high, when the floor drops out you know its going hurt
Starving together
Boredom
You are an alien from another planet and what did I ever see in you
Hate.
Years of highs and lows with each stating, if it was not for the children I’d leave.
Out of the dark valley
An appreciation for each other’s strangeness as a human being and uniqueness.
Laughing our heads off, when people ask, ‘What is your secret”. And “You two never fought, I guess that’s what made you different.”
What is true is a constant evolvement; (even when we felt like the marriage was static it really was not).
We had a core of something that through the years, was sometimes quicksand, sometimes hot/cold, sometimes fading into transparent wispy oblivion, sometimes pure sugar mush, and sometimes the molten heart of hell. What emerged was something hard and refined and survivor-like in the sense of someone who has lived with something cataclysmic and passed to the otherside with the gift of ‘knowing”. Something earned, which cannot be replaced, just as a tree which took 250 years to mature can not be replaced when lighting strikes it.
Truly “If you live for someone”, in the healty expression of that passion after making it through the stages above, what immerges is the desire to please, to make happy, you are incapable of ‘walking all over’ because each cares more for what ‘helps’ the other.
And yes, I live for him and he for me, Shakespeare describes a condition of heart I ‘give’ to my husband, in Taming of the Shrew” Paraphrasing:
“My hand for his heel, may it do his foot ease”
Personally I think Life and marriage are too strong for most. It takes love of clear and simple things and courage, to love life.