Love of my life, really?

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When I hear someone saying “She’s the love of my life,” the first thing I imagine is an eighty-year old couple sitting at the back deck on rocking chairs, watching the sun set and drinking hot tea, not a newly formed couple. How do you know things might not change? Nowadays love is a word that is being overused a lot. Besides that, things and circumstances change so that the intensity of love could change, and it’s only if that love endures so many experiences could someone crown another with the “love of my life” title. So in my opinion, love is not defined as love unless it’s gone through many tests and remained unscathed. Love is not a word, it’s represented by a series of mawaqif (or situations not the parking space) in which someone wouldn’t translate it as being anything else other than love.

For instance, in a famous experiment, a group of professional posted “What does love mean?” to a group of children, and these are some of their answers.

1) “When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore.  So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too.  That’s love.” Rebecca – age 8

2)  Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.” Danny – age 7

Or it’s someone going to visit his wife at an elderly center and talking to her everyday even when she doesn’t remember who he is because of Alzheimer’s.

So yeah, it’s a series of mawaqif and not a word to be thrown just because it’s what the girl wants to hear. So going back to the “love of my life” description. A more accurate phrase could be “she’s the love of my life at the moment (or until now)”. Can you imagine a guy telling a girl that? That would totally drive her crazy and have her follow him with a frying pan to his head. “What do you mean until now?”

*Sorry honey, I’m just trying to be accurate because I don’t know what tomorrow might bring*

So yeah, of course, everybody plays it safe by omitting those extra words, “at the moment – or until now”. But then let’s say it doesn’t work out as we discussed earlier in Marriages that don’t last. The girl will be hung up on, “But he said that I was the love of his life!”

*if he had said, you’re the love of my life until now, you would have followed him with a frying pan, what to do?*

Just my opinion on the matter not that I’m an expert in the topic being a cynic and all…


I guess that’s just something that’s been on my mind today.


5 thoughts on “Love of my life, really?

    yvonneolga said:
    April 21, 2013 at 4:56 pm

    I just stumbled upon your blog. This is very touching, simply amazing. I mostly blog on blogger, here’s a link to my latest post

      AH responded:
      April 22, 2013 at 7:13 am

      Thanks! I’ll sure check it out but I recommend you stick to wordpress. Everyone I know who moved from blogspot to wordpress never looked back again

    amirajammy said:
    April 21, 2013 at 5:40 pm

    Never thought about that way. Haha so true…love of my life but our life aint over…we dont know what tmrw holds! Amazing thoughts!

      AH responded:
      April 22, 2013 at 7:13 am

      Thanks for your continuous support

    camparigirl said:
    May 6, 2013 at 10:24 pm

    I have been with the same man for 20 years. Probably he will end up being the love of my life. But no need to say it in a relationship: I love you now should suffice. We don’t know what tomorrow brings and can only do what we do now. Life is long and complicated and hard and exhilarating – no need to make promises we don’t know we can keep. We love one day at a time and, sometimes, we build a whole life together. Lovely blog

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