When is it Love?

I got some good responses from the last bloggatory that I did about my personal life and I think it ultimately helped me to achieve my current state of affairs. While I did not attempt to pursue the previous marriage candidate, I am currently pursuing another righteous young lady. Which brings me to my question. When is it love? I realize this might be somewhat of an intimate topic which has become somewhat cliche along with its corresponding cliche answers, but I still am somewhat intrigued by the question.

I will give the example of my roomate who is currently dating a girl that he really likes. They have been dating for a matter of weeks, not a month. They share common interests, which are mainly each other. And have said the words “I Love You.” I think to myself how could this be? How could someone that has been living for 24 years recognize love in someone else within a month. I don’t use this example to put down my roomate or pass judgment but merely to display my confusion on the subject. Let me try to cite some previous examples of love and see if you agree and if these are sufficient models of love.

First, let us reflect on the days of missionary service. How many of us can honestly say while they were serving the first few months of service that they loved the people they were serving. I just think that the first few months you are too overloaded with all the responsibilities and changes in life that you couldn’t possibly. Especially those of us that went to foreign language missions, you can’t even understand what the people are saying or what they meant when they called you pinche gringo. For me this is the same as getting to know a new young lady and them getting to know you. You can find ways to be able to communicate because both have been parts of different lifestyles and different cultures with a single main theme of English. But having been brought up in a house of all boys, the female language is severely foreign to me. I have been able to pick up a little here and there but I have found, just like Spanish differs from country to country, female language differs from city to city and even sometimes from block to block, and even more surprising from hair color to hair color. But eventually once you get into your zone on the mission you tend to find a deeper profound love for each individual and eventually the people of that place that you served. But never after 1 month.

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Finally the love of a parent, It is said that the instant that the child is born the parent falls in love with the child. I find that this is inaccurate because the parent has had 9 months to prepare itself for the child. They didn’t love the baby while it was in the stomach hence why a mother will always say “I wish the baby would just get out of my belly.” The pain and discomfort that is associated, that can’t be love reciprocated.

Anyway, How does one know? Where does it happen? Please feel free to respond and give your own thoughts and examples. I am a sponge ready to receive the information of my family friends.