Saturday, February 09, 2013

What Does Love Mean? by Kitty Bucholtz

Valentine's Day is coming up and I won't be with my husband, I'll be on a writing trip with friends. I'm not too worried about it though. I mostly think of Valentine's Day as a Hallmark holiday.

That being said, I don't think you can say "I love you" too much. You never know when it will be the last time, but more than that, expressing to someone that you love them forms and shapes and repairs the foundation of your relationship.

But what does it mean?

This year, the day before Valentine's Day is Ash Wednesday, the beginning of Lent in the Christian faith. Lent is a time of repentance, turning from the wrongs of the past, and pressing closer to God. It's a reminder that God loves us so much that he'd be willing to take a bullet to keep us safe.

That's the kind of love many romance writers weave into their stories every day. It's most obvious in romantic suspense where one person can literally take a bullet for the other. But it's in all the other stories where someone says, I'm sorry, I made a mistake, and the other person says, I forgive you because I love you. And then they grow closer than ever.

I love those stories!

Some people theorize that the reason people respond to stories of love and sacrifice and forgiveness and happily ever after is because we are wired that way. Our enjoyment of such stories opens our hearts to the possibility that those tales represent the Truth of why we are here. We are loved, we made mistakes, a sacrifice was made on our behalf so that we wouldn't be lost forever, forgiveness was offered, and happily ever after is ours for eternity.

That's a pretty amazing love story. Loved forever. I want that.

Much as I can't wait for my writing trip, I'm going to miss my husband. I'll miss waking up beside him every morning, trying to be the first one to say "I love you." I'll miss how much he makes me laugh. And as much as I'll try to deny it, I'll miss how much he teases me to the point of losing my mind.

Because somewhere in the layers of all of those things, I've found a taste of what love is all about - someone who sacrifices to make my life better, who always forgives me, who wants to be with me forever, no matter what.

Love is the answer to why I am here. It's the answer to why I write about love.