Defining Love

Originally posted by Ammo44
Hey...you could have a hit on your hands.......do a rap......:p


hey Yank like my new AV i wanted Bill Buckners jersey but it was Split in half....like a ball just rolled right through it:p
 
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DLL said:
hey Yank like my new AV i wanted Bill Buckners jersey but it was Split in half....like a ball just rolled right through it:p

Awwwwww........such a pity....thisclose too.......:p
 
Originally posted by Ammo44
Awwwwww........such a pity....thisclose too.......:p


Ammo throw me that ball will ya???? oooooooooooooo oooooooooooo it rolled right between my legs........;)
 
DLL said:
Ammo throw me that ball will ya???? oooooooooooooo oooooooooooo it rolled right between my legs........;)
CRACKING UPPPPPPPPPPP..!!!!

Deja vu'............;)
 
Originally posted by Ammo44
CRACKING UPPPPPPPPPPP..!!!!

Deja vu'............;)


Ammo it must be these damn red sox I have on they made me slide on the floor.....:D
 
What is your definition of love? Strong feelings for someone you cannot imagine living without. Being accepted for who & what we are....& accepting another for who & what they are. Without trying to change them or ourselves. That feeling of contentment when you look at the other person, knowing it was meant to be.

What experiences helped shape your definition? Observing other people's relationships.

What have you read that helped form your definition? <grin> Romantic stories.

Taking familial love as a given, what other forms of love can you identify? Friend, Lover, Empathetic/Sympathetic.

What are the limits on loving? Can we love more than one person at a time (again, all outside the category of familial love)? I believe we can "love" more than one person... Depends on the circumstances and how we feel when with each person.

What freedom do we gain through love? What constraints do we take on through love? Freedom to be accepted for who and what we are...without limits. Constraints, maybe being the limitations we place on ourselves when we're trying to please the other person, which in turn pleases us. (what makes one happy, makes the other happy)

What is the difference between being in love and loving someone? Falling in love ("falling" is a very descriptive word for it) can take "moments" whereas growing to love someone can take years. You can love someone without being in love with them...but you cannot be in love without loving them.


Just my thoughts.......
 
Lady Shianne,

Thanks for your very thoughtful post.

As you can see, your thoughts brought the thread back to its normal state after some hooligans from New York visited with their usually overstated aplomb.

Ammo and DLL, so let's see: how many games did the Red Sox win last weekend when playing the Yankees? Wasn't it three out of four? I thought so. ;)
 
LadyShianne said:
You're welcome, Yankee. It's an interesting thread. ;)


:kiss: Shianne :kiss:
Thank you. It's an interesting thread because interesting people have graced it with their thoughts, ideas and wonderings.
 
Now a new question to ponder - for those who like to ponder.

What is it about firsts - first loves of any kind - that gives them such enduring appeal in our lives?

For example, I can still remember my first crush, the first girl I ever kissed, and so on. Yet no doubt I would never be able to name every girl I ever kissed, etc. So what is it about that first one that keeps him or her special to us over the years?
 
midwestyankee said:
Now a new question to ponder - for those who like to ponder.

What is it about firsts - first loves of any kind - that gives them such enduring appeal in our lives?

For example, I can still remember my first crush, the first girl I ever kissed, and so on. Yet no doubt I would never be able to name every girl I ever kissed, etc. So what is it about that first one that keeps him or her special to us over the years?
Yankee ...

What a wonderful point to ponder. And before that "Mistress of Mayhem" get's her hands on it ;) ...

You're right. I think back and I clearly remember that rush of excitement to hold Mona's hand for the first time and walk her home after school. That was in 6th grade. Gentle touching shared with a girl I liked in a sweet way was a whole new mysterious territory of experience for me. It left a deep wonderous imprint. I'll never forget it, or her.

Thank's for stirring this memory.

Sky
 
SouthSkyEyes said:
Yankee ...

What a wonderful point to ponder. And before that "Mistress of Mayhem" get's her hands on it ;) ...

You're right. I think back and I clearly remember that rush of excitement to hold Mona's hand for the first time and walk her home after school. That was in 6th grade. Gentle touching shared with a girl I liked in a sweet way was a whole new mysterious territory of experience for me. It left a deep wonderous imprint. I'll never forget it, or her.

Thank's for stirring this memory.

Sky
You're on your own with respect to the "Mistress of Mayhem" - whoever you mean. I wouldn't touch that one, no sir!

Now, like you I remember the first rush of excitement many times over. The question that keeps coming back to me is this: why is it that the various firsts all maintain such a hold on us? Sometimes even years later, too.
 
midwestyankee said:
You're on your own with respect to the "Mistress of Mayhem" - whoever you mean. I wouldn't touch that one, no sir!

Now, like you I remember the first rush of excitement many times over. The question that keeps coming back to me is this: why is it that the various firsts all maintain such a hold on us? Sometimes even years later, too.
It is the sense of innocence lost, the fact that we can never go back to that point in our lives. That we knew we were starting on a journey that would either take us to highs that we would never want to leave, or to lows that we thought would last for eternity. And for some of us, it is the if I knew then what I know now, what would I change?
 
midwestyankee said:
Now a new question to ponder - for those who like to ponder.

What is it about firsts - first loves of any kind - that gives them such enduring appeal in our lives?

For example, I can still remember my first crush, the first girl I ever kissed, and so on. Yet no doubt I would never be able to name every girl I ever kissed, etc. So what is it about that first one that keeps him or her special to us over the years?

OK Yankee.... I agree with this "first" theory. I sometimes rely on those memories to boost me....

Now... lemme put this thought to you. Could it be possible that people who have a hard time "committing" have an addiction to "firsts"??? They truly NEED those "highs" or exciting moments to feel complete??? Or possibly even survive??

Just my thoughts and since I've not had much sleep in the last couple days, I hope they make some sense... ~smile~

:rose: :kiss:
 
No.1Pinklady said:
It is the sense of innocence lost, the fact that we can never go back to that point in our lives. That we knew we were starting on a journey that would either take us to highs that we would never want to leave, or to lows that we thought would last for eternity. And for some of us, it is the if I knew then what I know now, what would I change?
So the power comes from the sense that we were taking the first steps of a journey. I think that makes some sense.

Now if I knew then what I know now, I would never have let a redhead get to me. ;) It would have saved considerable trouble since.
 
TantaLiza said:
OK Yankee.... I agree with this "first" theory. I sometimes rely on those memories to boost me....

Now... lemme put this thought to you. Could it be possible that people who have a hard time "committing" have an addiction to "firsts"??? They truly NEED those "highs" or exciting moments to feel complete??? Or possibly even survive??

Just my thoughts and since I've not had much sleep in the last couple days, I hope they make some sense... ~smile~

:rose: :kiss:
I think you're absolutely right that some people are addicted to the rush of the earliest moments of beginning love. They are indeed addicted to love - but to the self-centered feelings that come from the early stages of falling in love, not to the much more challenging form of love that is loving another for the sake of the other.
 
midwestyankee said:
I think you're absolutely right that some people are addicted to the rush of the earliest moments of beginning love. They are indeed addicted to love - but to the self-centered feelings that come from the early stages of falling in love, not to the much more challenging form of love that is loving another for the sake of the other.

You said it better than I.... truly selfish kinda feelings! What they feel... not what they can make the other person feel....






Hmmm... being a redhead of sorts... wondering if that's been my prob for years now...;)
 
midwestyankee said:
I think you're absolutely right that some people are addicted to the rush of the earliest moments of beginning love. They are indeed addicted to love - but to the self-centered feelings that come from the early stages of falling in love, not to the much more challenging form of love that is loving another for the sake of the other.

yankee....sounds like you are defining lust versus love.
 
It may be what some will call "lust"....but the people involved tend to call it Love... & one or the other (or both) tend to believe it's true love... which is what matters. The one may want the first blush of love constantly.. but when it wears off, they lose interest...lust? maybe... or just misconstrued love. Either way, it happens.. & someone may get "heartbroken" over it. Doesn't make it any less real.
 
midwestyankee said:
Now a new question to ponder - for those who like to ponder.

What is it about firsts - first loves of any kind - that gives them such enduring appeal in our lives?

For example, I can still remember my first crush, the first girl I ever kissed, and so on. Yet no doubt I would never be able to name every girl I ever kissed, etc. So what is it about that first one that keeps him or her special to us over the years?

As you get older.... (of course, it wasn't THAT long ago for me)... I believe you look back on your first "love" (if that's what it was) with fondness. It being the first time you ever felt that way, I think you tend to remember it in a better light than it actually was. You may not remember the awkwardness that was rampant at the time...or the insecurities that you felt. It then becomes the "yard stick" by which you measure all future relationships. This can be a bad thing, when in reality, you may not be giving a new lover a chance in hell to make it with you. But then again, you may be one who just accepts that first "love" as what it was.. a stepping stone (not a stumbling block) in your love life. You may allow it to make you a better person. To make you who you are. It's a part of you & will never be taken away or changed. THAT'S why I think it's so important. No matter who or how many people you're with.. they'll never be first. It doesn't make them any lower on the "totem pole"... it just is something that cannot be changed.

<stepping down from soap box>

again... just my humble opinion. :D
 
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