To love is to lose. Yet I love anyway. Why? Because love is always worth the risk, the frustration, and the pain. Love makes me whole.
How am I able to love? I love because I have been loved. The more I feel love, the more I love. The more I realize love, more I love. The more I receive love, the more I give love. The burden is on me, who know I am loved, to love those who do not know that they have been loved!
How am I to live out that love? In blatant defiance of what makes me happy and in earnest pursuit of what makes me whole. Love is not about me doing what I want, but about me sacrificing myself in order to do what I know is right. True love has everything to do with justice, social and otherwise. May it be done, though the heavens fall!
Love is the why and the how. But what is love?