The other day I made the mistake of saying that the Millennials killed love…. big mistake.  My favorite Millennial blogger schooled me about this topic- they do love, and believe in love, but….the definition of love has shifted a bit.  It’s logical when you think about it- love is fluid.  Love is undefinable.  Ask 10 people to define love, and you will get 10 different answers.  For example:

  1. John Le Carre- “Love is whatever you can still betray.  Betrayal can only happen if you love.”
  2. Pat Benatar-” Love is a Battlefield”
  3. Andy Williams- “Love is a Many Splendored Thing” (fyi- splendored means brilliant- don’t ever say my blog doesn’t teach you anything)
  4. Shakespeare- “Love is a smoke and is made with fume of sighs”
  5. Ann Landers-“Love is friendship that has caught fire.”
  6. Aristotle- “Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.”
  7. Maya Angelou- “Love is like a virus.  It can happen to anybody at any time.:
  8. Yogi Berra-“Love is the most important thing in the world. but baseball is pretty good too.”
  9. Nietzsche- “Love is blind: friendship closes its eyes.”
  10. Plato- “Love is a serious mental disorder.”

As you can see- we humans have been discussing love for a long time- but who is right?  All of them.  Who is wrong?  None of them.  Because the definition of love resides in the heart and mind of each individual.  Each person brings in their own unique definition of love.

What’s my definition of love?  Damned if I know.  Is it looking forward to talk and spending time with someone?  Yes.  Is it thinking about them when they’re not around?  Yes.  But I think this way about cheeseburgers, so is there something more?

Sexual desire?  Is that love, or lust?  Does it matter?  Sex is sex…..(but at least I don’t think about cheeseburgers lustily, so we’re ok)

Is love wanting to spend the rest of your life with someone?   I think we all start out like this- “I’ll love you forever.”  Now, we know this doesn’t always work out…so does that mean it wasn’t really love?  Can love be temporary?  Is it still love if it only lasts a few years?  Back to cheeseburgers- I have loved cheeseburgers for the majority of my life, and I don’t see the affection waning……….

So basically, all I’ve established today is that I’m in the middle of a lifestyle change and I’m craving a cheeseburger…..

You didn’t think I had the answer to what is love, did you?

I know I have loved.  I know that I love.  I guess, love is allowing your heart to open so much that it can break.  It’s letting someone into the recesses of your soul, even though logic keeps telling you to stop.  Love is letting yourself be vulnerable- trusting someone with your essence, knowing that the other person has the ability to destroy you- but you do it anyway- because love is worth losing yourself.  To love fully is to experience the best and worst parts of life- and live to tell the tale.

So – what’s your definition of love?  remember- there are no wrong answers.

106 thoughts on “What is Love?

  1. Grand post. I think the most important thing is this that you wrote.

    I know I have loved. I know that I love.

    Those two statements makes life so much sweeter and worth the adventure. Be well. Hugs

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  2. You forgot my favorite line… “Love means never having to say you’re sorry”
    Although I don’t agree with Oliver Barrett, because if you can’t say you’re sorry then you likely have unresolved issues and a major communication breakdown coming up…

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  3. I would be craving a cheeseburger right now if I hadn’t had some McNasty yesterday.

    Also? I’m starting to think I’m a millennial, because all of these “millenials are killing __________” articles are about shit I don’t eat/like/do. I’m a 47 year old millenial😆
    (Just your use of the word millennial made me think of that, not trying to say anything about what you wrote. My mind is a weird place that contains wormholes through which I fall to arrive at random thought destinations lol)

    None of that has anything to do with the question you asked, though, does it?

    My definition of love? Well, there are different kinds of love. Love for mama. Love for one’s offspring. Love for one’s mate. Love for a great pair of shoes. The ancient Greeks had dozens of words for love, with each one referring to a different type of love (whereas the romans had even MORE words for war, which says lots and lots about their societies).

    I’m one of those asshole that believes love is an electrochemical reaction that occurs in our brains. That doesn’t mean I don’t believe I love my dear husband sunshine or my mama. But then again, I’m not a pessimist; I’m a kamikaze fatalist who should probably keep her mouth shut when someone is trying to learn and/or be uplifting & inspiring😕

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      1. I totally stole kamikaze fatalist from somebody I met in 12 step meetings. It went a little something like this:

        The glass is neither half-empty nor half-full. It’s empty, and I’m going to have to wash it. As I’m washing it, it’s going to break and cut my hand open. I’m going to have to go to the hospital to get stitches. While I’m there, I’m going to catch a flesh rotting infection that they’re going to have to cut out of my body. They’re not going to get it all on the first try, so they’re going to have to keep cutting pieces of me off until there is nothing left but a nub.

        The girl I stole that from is still a hero in my book. She put my entire life philosophy into words that make people laugh at the hopelessness of my point-of-view😍

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  4. Love is….deaf, dumb, blind and stupid…. Maybe a corny way of looking at it, but I think they all apply. It’s almost like the old saying ‘Hear no evil, see no evil, speak no evil.’ When we feel that the love is genuine and true, we become oblivious to the reality around us. We often ignore any warning signs or red flags to troubles with what we ‘love’. Of course, this look at love may be why I am now divorced and I have built such a wall that true love is not something that really something that I look for, or appeals to me….

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  5. Love is when you sacrifice yourself for someone else. There is nothing I would not do for my daughter and grandchildren….even if it would kill me. Doesn’t matter if she would appreciate it or not. It is MY choice to do what I do for her and her kids, and I do it out of my love for her. Men can come and go but a child is forever!

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  6. True Love is No Judgement. Everyone always has something to say, whether they like, Love, dislike, or hate. If you accept everything for how it is, with no attempt of changing for your own satisfaction. Everyone would have the feeling of knowing how to truly love. I’m not a Bible-thumper, I won’t tell you to “Go to Church!” But I will tell you, to live truly happy, Jesus is the Only way. Love and Live like Him, anyone can feel true love.

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  7. I have heard that the problem with love is that there is only one word for different types of love in the English language. There is a type of love reserved for a lover…there is a type of love reserved for a friend…there is the love for a parent or child…there is a love for pizza, cheeseburgers, or your favorite football team, there is unconditional love, there is conditional love, there is the love of God, love of iPhones, love for a pet, etc….love as a feeling, being in love, choosing to love, tough love, free love, love affair…the problem is that the word love is limiting, but love isn’t.

    Don’t you love it??

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  8. Well , I don’t love cheeseburgers but I do love this post! It’s a hard definition isn’t it, as love embodies so much. Basically love is in the heart and we all feel it. ❤️ Great post.

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  9. Greetings. There’s no comments box on your “About” page so I’m commenting here in response to your blog name. As a 63 year old I must say if you woke up on the wrong side of 50, be glad you woke up. 😉

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  10. Love is a feeling that cannot be defined. It can barely be described. Love is something you know once you find it. Sadly some don’t know it until it is lost. But defining something like love would only cause it to become something logical, calculated and measured. Love is none of those things. It is felt in breath, in touch, and in hearth. Love undefinable yet easily obtained. Like someone said previously, love just is.

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  11. I’m totally going to pretend that I’m your favorite Millennial blogger, and that you’re not saying it because I’m the only Millennial blogger you read! *lol*

    See?! Love’s not dead. It’s just different. 🙂

    Of course, reading this brought to mind Lin Manuel Miranda’s sonnet from the 2016 Tony Awards, the day after the shooting at The Pulse nightclub in Miami:

    My wife’s the reason anything gets done
    She nudges me towards promise by degrees
    She is a perfect symphony of one
    Our son is her most beautiful reprise.
    We chase the melodies that seem to find us
    Until they’re finished songs and start to play
    When senseless acts of tragedy remind us
    That nothing here is promised, not one day.
    This show is proof that history remembers
    We lived through times when hate and fear seemed stronger;
    We rise and fall and light from dying embers, remembrances that hope and love last longer
    And love is love is love is love is love is love is love is love cannot be killed or swept aside.
    I sing Vanessa’s symphony, Eliza tells her story
    Now fill the world with music, love and pride.

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    1. Totally my favorite!! I had forgotten about that sonnet until you reminded me! It’s a great way to think about it….wish I had thought if it this morning!!it is amazing to me all the different yet totally valid definitions that people have of love. I have ascertained that love is the one thing a computer can’t figure out. I hope I’m never proven wrong! ❤️

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  12. I have thought I loved when I didn’t really, sometimes I wonder do we fool ourselves into believing we are ‘in love’ when actually it is just someone meeting our most present needs.

    I believe that I love B and it grows … I don’t love him equally every day but even in my darkest thoughts I know that he loves me.. he shows it in every action.

    Love exists but our ability to perceive of define it changes minute by minute xx

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  13. I was interested to read this as I have a post brewing about love at the mo. It’s true, there are a hundred gazillion different definitions on love but I reckon at the core it’s all about sacrifice because the more you love someone, the more willing you are to put their needs and before yours. And the times I have felt most loved was when someone else has done that for me.

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  14. I’m not sure if anyone else has said this, but God is Love. Think about it. Humans destroy, lie, cheat, steal, dishonor, judge, kill, and the list goes on and on. And yet we are still granted sunshine, rain, food, flowers, animals for our enjoyment, breathtaking scenery, music, art, personal talents and that list goes on and on too. So to me, God’s love is the greatest expression of love that there is.

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  15. Love is hope and despair. Love is real and fantasy. Love is in living and dying. Love is solid, fluid, a mist. Love is truth. Love is evasive and assertive. Love ties and love fails and tries again. God is love. “We love because He first loved us.” — 1 John 4:19.

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  16. Great post! Enjoyed it thoroughly! Just curious why “wakinguponthewrongsideof50”. I didn’t know there was a right and wrong side. Now you got me thinking what side am I on, the wrong or the right?
    Love is Love. Its intensity remains the same if you feel it. Just really depends on the length of the relationship. If your married, the love becomes somewhat like your cheeseburger, you love it, used to it, but sometimes you wonder…maybe I could add a little more ketchup to it, just to see if there is a difference. Even at 50 (and older) you can feel those butterflies that you once felt. The intensity of the love can even be extreme if it is felt for someone new in your life. It’s probably the hormones that start acting up, making you feel like a teenager again. Whatever the reason for it, the experience can be fantastic.

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  17. This is great! I am with your millennial friend, love has a broader definition for me. I no longer thing of love as just a romantic relationship, but in every relationship where I can give compassion and understanding for both the good and bad in a person, even if it’s myself. Happy New Year!

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