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These first few weeks have been a cornucopia of love, and love of all four traditional types. We have come closer together in nearly every way. I feel as if we have a unification of purpose in all aspects of our lives. Even when we find something from our life before that is unresolved, we take the time to discuss it and let the emotions involved come out. You are getting better at letting me take over in some ways. You will stay on the couch and let me take care of things. It gives me joy to hear you laughing at Bridezillas in the other room.
This is philia, applied to our lives. You are my greatest friend, and always have been. It gives me joy to do nice things that benefit you. I'm not doing the household work "for" you per se, because the housework is not "your" job, but it is what needs to get done and I am happy to do it. Also, the philia is enjoying life together. Laughing at the iFunny you sent me in the middle of the night when you were sick, talking and messaging countless times during the day. I've always been one to come home instead of finding companionship elsewhere, but our expression of philia love has been complete over the last few weeks.
The familial and empathic connectedness, or storge love, has been profound. This is that which makes you feel like I am with you all day, and makes me smell your wonderful fragrance when I am thinking of you. This is the love that causes me pain when you are in pain, and hurts my heart when you are sick. We've always had this, but now it seems uninterrupted. I am able to focus, like you ALWAYS were able to, on you completely. Even now, as I write this, you are driving away from home, still sick, and my heart goes with you.
Eros, well, eros has always been a part of our lives. The fact that it is remarkably pronounced since you came home to take me by the hand and lead me through life is no coincidence, because in the perfect expression of philia and storge, any barriers to eros that we had in our lives have been washed away. In that perfect engagement of our souls, we have found harmony in (and out ;-) ) of bed. The open communication of feelings and emotions, and lowering the barriers that are allowing you to speak up for yourself without undue consideration of my ego (a true blessing) have brought on erotic love that only a stomach virus seems to have been able to stop. (I hope you feel better today, and call me if you need me!)
Finally, agape. We are a family of faith, and you have always been my beacon in this regard. Your strong faith, persevering through life's challenges, has been remarkable. You always seem to know how to take a step back from the roiling disturbances of life and put them in context. I know that you say that I have an ability to see the best in people that you admire, but you have the ability to see the best in life that I cling to sometimes, like a liferaft in a storm. We prayed together the other night, or rather you prayed over us, and it was a moment of rarified spirituality. I could feel you and your spiritual strength, and drew my strength from you. I felt the unconditional love of God, something I didn't always feel, and now the feeling is with me nearly all the time. In all ways, I love you, and I feel your love for me, and accept that I deserve that love. Thank you so much for that gift, perhaps the greatest you have given me as part of this transformation.
