Originally Posted by MrG
Thanks, Stitch. Maybe next time I'll have some meet-up time that's not on a Saturday morning/afternoon.
Maybe I'm misusing the word, or you're reading it differently than I intended, but I'd say yes. I was trying to express the fact that I perceived a level of happiness between them that goes much deeper than the "I love him/her sooooo much"
sort of happiness that it's easy to experience when you're wrapped up in the moment. They seemed to care for one another in a way that I think points to the type of love that will support a marriage, and there was something in the way my brother looked and acted that said to me that he's found the right person.
The word isn't a good one--- as it has negative connotations. It is a complex feeling to even articulate -- as I am sure you understand.
This is lame... but this is the most articulate way I can explain the hot monkey sex period to normal life... (read in L'inc's perceived voice):
“Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion, it is not the desire to mate every second minute of the day, it is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every cranny of your body. No, don't blush, I am telling you some truths. That is just being "in love", which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.”