“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always preserves” so says Corinthians 13:4. Does that mean if one’s feelings are not exactly these it cannot be love? It’s been an interesting few weeks, friends deported,friends re-united and friends confused. Perhaps, if we were more selfish life wouldn’t hurt so much…or is that part of being human…it all starts with one step.
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Ah the memories . . . mum read this when Bean and I got hitched . . . excssive and somewhat didactic sentiments I agree, but I do think they fit: the love thingo itself is never these things: for better or worse however, the love finds a home in we imperfect humany type beings, who are utterly subject to selfishness, jealousy and the rest. So the love lives (tempestuosly usually) with these less appealing but deeply human housemates . . . and perhaps enjoys or is at least engaged by the company
Happy new year by the way from a bit earlier on . . .
I’m sorry, I missed that. Could you repeat? Thanks.
Thank you to a wonderful man for the wonderful but short time we had together. Sleep well my darling
All my love
Ruth xxxx