The meaning of love.

Beginning to question what love is.
Is it what we surround ourselves with? Colors and patterns and fabrics and photos and purses and cars and people and foods we can't live without?

Is love material or is it spiritual?
The connection between two people that can't be without the other.
The feeling of a cold pillow as you are drifting to sleep.
The taste of warm cocoa traveling through your body, easing the shivers winter has delivered.
The way words appear on a page. The way they fit together as tightly as a puzzle.
Butterflies that awaken in your stomach when your eyes fall on that one person.
Fireworks that are set off in your mind when your lips meet.
When your body is held within their arms.

Laughter of a child. Silly little words they try to say.
Clothes that fit as if they were tailored for only you.
Finding that extra bill in your pocket when you thought you were out of cash.
Getting a phone call from a long lost friend.
Having chaos in the kitchen on the morning of New Years, as you rush around anticipating the arrival of loved ones.
Waking up your parents on Christmas Morning, running to the tree. Checking the cookies to see if he really did come.

Making wishes and goals for yourself to achieve when the ball drops.
Growing and becoming someone you long to be.
Achieving your first goal, only to see that it CAN be done.
That YOU can do it.
And then setting your sights on something slightly higher to achieve.

Wedding bells that finally ring after months of planning filled with stress...all brought about by the one thing we all search for.

LOVE.