I wrote an essay on this subject in high school for English class. My argument then was the opposite, that never feeling love would be better because then you don’t suffer the pain of the loss. I believed this most of my life. After a failed marriage and several crappy relationships, I told myself the idea of love was nothing more than a fairytale for movies and books to exploit. I concluded any relationship that lasted any substantial length of time was based on nothing more than a promise and mainly stubbornness. I wasn’t completely wrong in that assumption.
Now, almost twenty years later, my mind has changed. This change comes mostly from my second marriage. Aside from my family, until my husband came along, I had never truly felt loved. I can’t imagine my life without him and wouldn’t trade his love for anything. If tragedy did happen and I lost him today, of course I would be devastated. However, nothing can ever replace him in my heart and the bond we share.
I suppose that is the point. You cannot truly appreciate love until you’ve felt it. I believed if you never felt it, it wouldn’t be missed, but that couldn’t be further from the truth. Everyone yearns for love. Without it, there is a constant hole or void that can never be filled with anything, no matter how hard we try. Love is one of our most basic needs but also one of the toughest to satisfy. Love is a complicated emotion, full of ups and downs, but one I pray every person can experience in their lifetime.