I love you.
Three little words that can mean so much and, also, so little. Bandied about, they become sullied and meaningless. Truly spoken, what do they really mean?
Love is the extension of yourself ~ it’s the trust that opens you up to possibilities and opportunities. In western society, a lot of weight is attached to these words. They need, it seems, to be justified, quantified, and qualified. Attached to them are visions of riding off into sunsets or skipping down an aisle littered with rose petals.
But I love you is more than that. It’s the kind word that you send a stranger’s way, it’s the random act of thank you, or the time that you invest helping a friend. I love you is asking another “How are you” and caring about the answer. I love you is being there, silent behind the backdrop, until your friend needs you. I love you is non-judgmental and supportive.
I hate to be the one to break this news but, in spite of all the Bran Flakes or the hard-core elliptical sessions, no one lives forever. And this is the reason that these three little words have such value. Sharing feelings, being open to others, and connecting are critical. This is what makes us human.
There is no downside to these three little words. There is no burden in being loved. Say them, and feel them, freely. You will be better for it as will the ears, and the hearts, that hear them.