
All that we know for sure is what we ourselves have done in the past that has proven a love in many different ways, shapes or forms. These "acts" come in endless varieties, and at least for me, new forms reveal themselves almost everyday. I lost my job recently and the love I felt from family and friends brought it to a whole new level again. What I knew of love before this tragic event was nothing compared to the love that I received as a consequence. So, for me, the meaning of love is constantly evolving with time and experience--even the most random chain of events can bring out the most extraordinary lessons of the heart. I still don't know what love means as a whole, but I certainly know how to recognize it in all its many guises.
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