What love is...
This week I read an article about what love is.
Quite topical really, given Valentine's Day is just round the corner. Except this article was about children and their views on love.
Call me soppy, but one of the examples of what a child thought love was made me cry. She told a story of when she was asked to play the piano in front of a large audience and felt very scared. Then she noticed her father in the audience waving and smiling. Immediately her fears vanished. The reassurance of his presence and his love for her was enough.
The story that impacted the most, though, was one about a child who heard that the wife of the old man who lived next door had recently died. The child noticed the old man crying and went up to him and sat on his knee. Later, when the boy's mum asked him what he'd said to the old man, the child replied: "Nothing, I just helped him cry."
Sometimes, love is about just being there and allowing the tears to come. That holds true for ourselves as well as with others. If there are tears inside, and we love ourselves or the other person enough, we can just let them come. That way the tears can cleanse and allow us to move on, instead of eating away at our insides.
Quite topical really, given Valentine's Day is just round the corner. Except this article was about children and their views on love.
Call me soppy, but one of the examples of what a child thought love was made me cry. She told a story of when she was asked to play the piano in front of a large audience and felt very scared. Then she noticed her father in the audience waving and smiling. Immediately her fears vanished. The reassurance of his presence and his love for her was enough.
The story that impacted the most, though, was one about a child who heard that the wife of the old man who lived next door had recently died. The child noticed the old man crying and went up to him and sat on his knee. Later, when the boy's mum asked him what he'd said to the old man, the child replied: "Nothing, I just helped him cry."
Sometimes, love is about just being there and allowing the tears to come. That holds true for ourselves as well as with others. If there are tears inside, and we love ourselves or the other person enough, we can just let them come. That way the tears can cleanse and allow us to move on, instead of eating away at our insides.
