Love isn't Love
I've said "I love you" so many times to my wife.
Mainly because I just do.
I think she's amazing.
I choose her everyday.
I can't help but join her in celebrating.
I can't help but grieve with her in loss.
Sometime I say "I love you" to divert her attention away from my failures.
Sometimes I say "I love you" so I can get what I want.
That's when love isn't love - when it isn't coming out of a place of truth.
And it seems to me that truth cannot be solely found in what I'm feeling at the time.