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I wish I remember where I found the above photograph; I had it saved in my inspiration folder for so quite some time now that I’ve forgotten! Everything about it is just so beautiful and perfect; I think if one were to search “love” in a dictionary, this would be the very definition; after all, a picture is worth a thousand words.<\/p>\n
I can’t say that I know what love really is. I do feel<\/em> love; that unconditional love for my family; that loyal love for my friends; that appreciative love for everything around me; that puppy I love in those short-lived crushes I have on handsome boys. But I don’t know<\/em> it – or what it is, for that matter; of course there will always be theorists who have experimentally defined the science behind love. It’s impossible to define every kind of love, or to explain why it happens. We must simply accept it as a gift from some divine being (God, or whomever\/whatever you believe in, as to not offend any one in particular!), a gift given to mankind to overcome any obstacle.<\/p>\n And I can’t say I’ve felt the love they portray in movies and romances. That specific love almost every girl has fantasized since her first Disney Princess’ movie at four or five years old. Is it really as beautiful as romanticists illustrate them to be? In my rather naive mind, where perfect romances could possibly exist, and where picture-perfect moments like the one captured in the photo above are simple truths that define the positives of mankind, this love of attraction between two beings is perhaps one of the most beautiful things to roam the Earth. Playful, fun, spontaneous; love that isn’t taken, but given freely. Where a kiss on forehead or rubbing noses or holding hands means more than a passionate kiss. Where a long look can cause hearts to race even if it has been the thousandth time the lovers have stared at each other.<\/p>\n xoxo,<\/p>\n La C.<\/p>\n I leave you with “the most succinct word” as dubbed by The Guinness Book of World Records from the language of\u00a0Yag\u00e1n. Also known as one of the most difficult words to translate. It’s beautiful.<\/p>\n \n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I wish I remember where I found the above photograph; I had it saved in my inspiration folder for so quite some time now that I’ve forgotten! Everything about it is just so beautiful and perfect; I think if one were to search “love” in a dictionary, this would be the very definition; after all, a picture is worth a thousand words. I can’t say that I know what love really is. I do feel love; that unconditional love for my family; that loyal love for my friends; that appreciative love for everything around me; that puppy I love in those short-lived crushes I have on handsome boys. But I don’t know it – or what it is, for that matter; of course there will always be theorists who have experimentally defined the science behind love. It’s impossible to define every kind of love, or to explain why it happens. We must simply accept it as a gift from some divine being (God, or whomever\/whatever you believe in, as to not offend any one in particular!), a gift given to mankind to overcome any obstacle. And I can’t say I’ve felt the love they portray in movies and romances. That…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"_genesis_hide_title":false,"_genesis_hide_breadcrumbs":false,"_genesis_hide_singular_image":false,"_genesis_hide_footer_widgets":false,"_genesis_custom_body_class":"","_genesis_custom_post_class":"","_genesis_layout":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[2,17,27],"tags":[400,503],"class_list":{"0":"post-1367","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-advice","7":"category-inspiration","8":"category-philosophy","9":"tag-love","10":"tag-pearls-of-wisdom","11":"entry","12":"has-post-thumbnail"},"yoast_head":"\n![\"heart5\"](\"http:\/\/lacouturiernyc.files.wordpress.com\/2008\/12\/heart5.jpg?resize=12%2C10\" "\\"heart5\\"")
\u00a0It’s almost Valentine’s Day.<\/p>\n![\"mamihlapinatapei\"](\"http:\/\/lacouturiernyc.files.wordpress.com\/2009\/02\/mamihlapinatapei.jpg?resize=500%2C175\" "\\"mamihlapinatapei\\"")
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