I had the most amazing thing to blog today.

I was walking in from the laundry and had an urge to write this phenomenal thing.

But I had too much work to do.

So I thought I would do the mature thing and work and leave blogging till later.

Now it's later and I can't remember what I was going to say.

Sigh.

Where-air-air-air-air is love?

Okay.  I've got that song from Oliver stuck in my head.

I really like the tune.

And some of the words are nice too:

"Where-air-air-air-air is HE?

The one I close my eyes to see?

Will I ever know the sweet 'Hello!'

that's meant for only me?"

BUT what I meant to write is:

WHAT is love!

Isn't it weird that sometimes the easiest things

are the hardest to explain?

I mean, we experience love from a very early age.

And yet, can you put into words what it is?

Here's a list of some of my loves:

my family

chocolate ice cream

warm, fresh sour dough bread

san francisco

going to baseball games

SF cable cars

stars

sleep

teaching first grade

oversized jerseys and comfy denim jeans

long, wide, clean unpopulated beaches

my cat

good books

hobbits

relationships like:

peregrin took and meriadoc brandybuck

samwise gamgee and frodo baggins

gimli and legolas

dan in real life

i am sam

songs by jon foreman

Jesus

How on earth can there be one word that describes all these different experiences/feelings/thing-mees?

I know that in other languages and cultures there are more than one word for "love."

But we have the one.

Love.

And everybody is searching for it!

Maybe "Where-air-air-air-air is love?" is the right question after all.

Let me know when you find it and where!

1 John 4 : 7 - 21