I love my family. I love my wife. I love my kids. I’ve heard various people say this in recent times, and it got me thinking about how I define love.
“We’re human and I find the human condition very interesting. If we’re not talking about it, then we’re not getting better.” - Brad Pitt
Love is: Talking about important issues. Many conversations these days are no more than small talk. Even within the family unit it seems that we’ve become so sensitive that we can’t talk about important personal or social issues without taking it as a personal attack.
Love is: Trying to make ourselves and those around us better humans. Sometimes this means being critical of each other. It’s not sufficient to only praise the good things we do. That isn’t going to help us improve. We learn from our mistakes. For the sake of my future children, and for the sake of all children, I want the human race to keep improving. That starts at home.
Love is: Forgiving each other for our faults. As much as we want to improve ourselves and those around us, we’re all flawed, and we’re all going to keep making mistakes. If we’re not making mistakes, we’re not trying hard enough. Writing off the ones you love because of their faults is not love.