I was taught at a very young at that "Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres."

I wish I could love that way and be loved that way but I do fall short of the ideal too many times. Lately, I spend a lot of time wondering whether I love in order to meet my own needs rather than putting others first. For example, when we do too much for another person or are afraid to tell them how we really feel, is that unloving? I would like to think that I could let people go if I thought it would be for the best--sometimes I truly can't decide if the people I love would be better off with or without me. Of course the reason they would be better of without is based on past wrongs which I really can't be undone. Some the good and the wrongs we do last past our current life. We all make a difference for better or worse (likely both).