Hardly a controversial idea. Anyone in any sort of an intense love relationship, whether husband and wife, a mother and child or siblings who stay close, can attest to the strings attached to the much lauded joys of this mysterious emotion. How about the possesiveness, the over-amplified hurt radar, the dependency and the compensatory indifference, the overreaching interference, the smothering resentment of an individual identity, that can accompany this all-too-powerful state of connection with another being? When you can die for someone, it also usually means that you can make their life a living hell.
I quoted a verse on love before in this blog that is worth repeating because it represents the ideal love that we all seek, and more often than not fail to both give or recieve. Yet, we can aspire, because love with all its foibles, still seems the one ideal worth striving for-
"Love is patient and kind. Love is not jealous or boastful or proud or rude. It does not demand its own way. It is not irritable, and it keeps no record of being wronged. It does not rejoice about injustice but rejoices whenever the truth wins out. Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and endures through every circumstance."
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.. it takes two to tango. Is the quote at the bottom challenging the idea ?
No, I don't feel it's really challengin the fact that both the people in a relationship are responsible for it. Instead, I think what it is saying is that if that kind of love could be given and recieved back, then that would be the ideal!
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