Love Is...
 

Love is finding a copy of your favorite poem folded up in your wallet

Love is,,,
 

Finding little notes in my lunch box, wallet, backpack, etc.

Genuinely enjoying time spent together.

Knowing that she has my back and I have hers, no matter what.

I'll be back to post more, I'm sure!

Glynn

Love is...
 

Ode to The Worm
 

Is a teethy 10 year old smile.

Love is being patient when they are sick and grumpy

Eating a small pizza on Eastern Sunday together.

love is..

unconditionaly

Love Is......
 

Love grows over time. Isn't something that is instant.

Love is unconditional

love is loyalty

Love is wanting someone elses happiness more than your own.

coffee ready in the mornings.
driving 10 hours down and then turning around and 10 hours up, just to keep me company and share the driving.
txting me to call my dad because he is txting her and she is at work and can't talk to him.... grin....

Love is her getting up early in the morning No shower just to be able to come to the barn with me
:rrose:
Her sweet understanding way how she gets me and knows the words I can not say
:wine:
Love is Coffee set up to brew in the morning and not just cause I am grumpy
it is little notes on of which is always in my wallet
:cigar2::cigar2:

LOVE is the pride in my 7 year old's voice when she says I take after you mama
:cowboy::gimmehug:

What is love~~~~~Lets see.
Its the look his his/her eye when you bath meet the fist time that starts it..its says ....I see u.
Its when Yor /her realise this may become special,so many things just fit together but with enough diffrnce to keep things chalenging
It builds up over time when the frenship turns in to a frendship on fire.
If u both are just a little bit lucky plus learn the art of give and take..called compatablity right along with communication.
Over the years both grow into golden years to look back on a wonderful journey shared with many more years to be together.

Taking the really good with the really really really bad.

Or not

I'm not sure really.

Love is back scratches after a long day
Love is my head on her shoulder, her arms wrapped around me, talking while the sun tries to break through the curtains
Love is her daughters arms around me as we look at dresses and her telling me any dress I pick will look amazing on me (she sure does take after her mama)
Love is her coming home with my favorite candy when I've had a hard day
Love is her being silly and dancing around to make me laugh
Love is her on-hands 'appreciation' of my beauty ;)
Love is our ten-hour roundtrip to NJ every month just so I can spend time with her

:bunchflowers:

Love is friendship blossoming into something great. Not just meeting and it happens instantly. It's being tested tried and true.

Love has nothing to do with physical attraction

Love is giving someone the ability to rip your heart to shreds and trusting them not too
Love is letting someone be who they are and not try and.change.them

Love never changes. If you love someone today you should love them 50 yrs from now

love is..

waiting, even if its forever

My grandparents are 82. They have been married 62 years. Earlier this month my grandmother fell and broke her hip. My grandfather has a really bad heart - when I say really bad, it functions around 20% and he can barely walk.

On Friday she came from the hospital. She was really struggling. She is frail anyway, trying to walk with even a walker is so difficult. While she was in the hospital he had a ramp built for a wheelchair. As we pulled into the driveway, there he stood at the end of that ramp with a wheelchair. I almost lost it. It was everything I could do not to cry.

Without each other, they honestly have nothing.

Last night Nick and I had to take her to back to hospital. The doctors say she may not make it through the night. Apparently she developed an infection in her intestines and it took over her body. She survived emergency surgery today, against the odds but she is so weak from her hip surgery earlier this month that they just don't think she'll make it through this.

She's on a ventilator now, with all kinds of tubes and IVs. They let my grandfather in to see her, and when he came out I could tell he had been crying. What do you do? To actually be one with someone takes time. It's years of sharing life. It's making it through so many things over time again and again.

Then there comes the end. When you have overcome every hurdle and been through so many things together, but you just can't get over this last one. Your entire life has been spent with someone who was the someone it was all for - all the work, the sleepless nights, the good, the bad, the great, the vacations, the kids, the grandkids - all of IT. That person to live with, love, bitch, laugh, cry and hope. In the blink of an eye - or in one weekend - you can watch it just slip away.

My heart aches tonight for them.

[QUOTE=adorable;327015]My grandparents are 82. They have been married 62 years. Earlier this month my grandmother fell and broke her hip. My grandfather has a really bad heart - when I say really bad, it functions around 20% and he can barely walk.

On Friday she came from the hospital. She was really struggling. She is frail anyway, trying to walk with even a walker is so difficult. While she was in the hospital he had a ramp built for a wheelchair. As we pulled into the driveway, there he stood at the end of that ramp with a wheelchair. I almost lost it. It was everything I could do not to cry.

Without each other, they honestly have nothing.

Last night Nick and I had to take her to back to hospital. The doctors say she may not make it through the night. Apparently she developed an infection in her intestines and it took over her body. She survived emergency surgery today, against the odds but she is so weak from her hip surgery earlier this month that they just don't think she'll make it through this.

She's on a ventilator now, with all kinds of tubes and IVs. They let my grandfather in to see her, and when he came out I could tell he had been crying. What do you do? To actually be one with someone takes time. It's years of sharing life. It's making it through so many things over time again and again.

Then there comes the end. When you have overcome every hurdle and been through so many things together, but you just can't get over this last one. Your entire life has been spent with someone who was the someone it was all for - all the work, the sleepless nights, the good, the bad, the great, the vacations, the kids, the grandkids - all of IT. That person to live with, love, bitch, laugh, cry and hope. In the blink of an eye - or in one weekend - you can watch it just slip away.

My heart aches tonight for them.[/QUOTE)

First let me say I'm sorry about your grandmother that being said sounds like they have had a lifetime of true love Most will never experience that. They are truly blessed. To have loved so deeply and fully.

Love is not just a feeling but a choice, a decision.
Not subject to fleeting whims of emotion but a conscious focus and desire to do what must be done, to lay down one's life with someone else doing the same. It is an act of will not something as fickle as the stirrings of the heart.
(not that there is anything wrong with that)

love is..

that nudge at 4am, her feet touching my leg.

Love is......
 

a smile from my mom(f)

hugs from my daughter:bouquet:

snuggles from my furkids:heartbeat:

Not to go all 1978 on you but........
 

Like Oxygen just love the way he swings his microphone....it was 1978

Love Is...
 

patient.. Love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love is not only a feeling, it is also a decision and love is not love unless it is reciprocated. :)

Love is going through the storm and feeling lost and feeling that hand grab yours and the sweetest words spoken of Baby we will get through this together.

Love is Patient

Love is watching her sleep in the moonlight

Love is slow.dancing in the rain just because

Love is an action

Love is understanding

Love is never having to say I'm sorry

Love is never having to defend ones self

I never really understood this quote :popcorn:

To me, love is being able to say you're sorry.

Love is calling me honey, even in your sleep.
Love is trying to beat me home from work so you can surprise me with dinner.