Does love mean accepting the person as they are? If that’s true, we wouldn’t be fussing at them to turn off that gawd awful TV show the Bachlorette, would we? Yet, we still love them regardless of their different interests. Thus my perspective’s changed. You can still love someone, and not accept them entirely.
So, my quest continued to define what love means for me. Here’s what I came up with and jotted down…