What Love Is

A daughter came to her mother, “Mommy what is love?” she quizzed. Her mother knew it was difficult to describe just what love is. “I’m not sure I can answer for everyone.” She said, as her daughter climbed upon her knee “But I will tell you as best I can…what love has meant to me”. “It’s something that you feel…it’s not something you can see. It’s when my heart is loved by you and your heart is loved by me.” “For when two hearts love each other…happiness fills the air and you notice when you look around…how beauty is everywhere.” “It’s how you never suffer heartache or deal with your troubles on your own because when two hearts love each other you never are alone.” “I guess when you love someone”, and here she couldn’t help but grin… “You don’t know where your heart ends and where their heart begins.” Then the mother looked at her daughter…having answered her little quiz “Which makes me want to ask,” she said… “what do you think love is?” Her daughter turned to face her mother…still seated on her knee… “I guess when I think about it… Love is you and Daddy… and You and Daddy…and me.” “Yes!.” Her mom smiled as she gave her daughter a hug… “Yes!” She said, as she softly whispered her name. For she knew although their definitions may be different their meanings were the same… And they shared a quiet moment together… both having aced their little quiz each of them secure in the knowledge… of exactly what love is.