Close up of Bernini's sculpture, The Rape of Proserpina
Love is a strange bird. It sets off so many different emotions, it is nearly indefinable yet it is this basic human thing. We all love, or have the capacity to love. We all crave love.
On Friday, Susan talked about that all important first kiss. Sadly, it turns out that many of us didn’t have a good experience with our first kiss. Actually, I’m not surprised. Good kissing, well, it’s a skill, isn’t it? Like any skill, one must learn. Sure a lucky few drop right into it with no problem. But most of us need time. Which is why it is our second, fourth, or tenth kiss that really knocked our socks off. :)
Since it is Valentines Day, I thought I’d expand on Susan’s most excellent post. So what of love? Unlike kissing, it isn’t a skill that we need to learn. Or is it?
For those of you who have found love, did you know it when you saw it? How did you know that it was love?
For me, he was simply the person I wanted to be with above all others. When I realized that, it left me kind of breathless, and just a little bit freaked.
So what about you? Did love sneak up on you? Or did it hit you like a lightning bolt?