OPINION: Love...or whatever you call it

November 2nd 2006:

There is a theory that says it is possible to love someone and that love never goes away.

I wonder at what point does this happen? Is there a certain age when this takes place, a certain amount of experience that is needed before one can undoubtedly say: 'this is a love that will never go away'.

When do we realise that this person is the one where our love seems to know no end; refuses to move on, in fact cannot move on. Is there a special feeling that we encounter or a sort of time-stands-still moment? You know the often talked about bolt of lightning, the world going by as you stand still, unable to move as the realisation hits you.

Can one person truly love another for the rest of their natural life? How does one decide to do that? Does one decide to do that, or is it a beyond-human-control kind of thing?

If this loving one person forever exists, why doesn't it happen to everyone? Or maybe it does and they just don't admit it to themselves or to anyone else. And why is it often difficult for those who do admit it, to actually come together? Is this some messed up paradox of the universe, where your forever love will forever be unavailable to you?

What kind of love is it anyway and how does one measure it against all others?

© Rachelle Hull 2006