True Love...

What is Love? True Love?
After just over a year of marriage, I know I still have much to learn, but when I look at the relationships between my parents, in-laws and grandparents, and my own marriage to my sweetheart, I feel like I'm really coming to more of an understanding of the true meaning of love.
It's so much more than just hugs and kisses, and the butterfly feeling you get each time they come in the room, though those things still play a part... It's wanting to always do everything you can to make them happy. It's holding them tight when you know they need it, and even when they don't. It's making them breakfast in bed when you know they aren't feeling well. It's cleaning the house and doing the dishes because you want to make them smile. It's taking the time to send a love note, or even just a text that can be as simple as an "I miss you" or.. "I love you". It's holding your tongue because the last thing you want to do is fight. It's not arguing over things that don't matter, but rather looking for positive ways to work things out. It's the look in your eye that screams "I LOVE YOU"! It's telling them they are beautiful, especially when they think they're not. It's the tender touch on your hand that is so soft and sweet that you get goosebumps. It's not needing entertainment or excitement, because just being together is enough. It's the time when you're laying in bed and your sweetheart starts singing "Your Song".. It's laughing until your sides hurt. It's supporting each other through thick and thin. It's offering to do things you hate doing, but for them, you'd do anything. It's being willing to make sacrifices. It's being willing to take risks. It's for never wanting to be apart. For finding joy in just being together. It's being together until the end and being so faithful and in love, that you know death will not part you. It's not being afraid of death because you KNOW you will be together for eternity.
After losing my grandpa last week, I have found myself constantly thinking about Love. I feel like I could learn SO much from his example along with my grandma. Their love story is a true one. The kind that everyone wants. The perfect, pure, incredible love that is so amazingly strong that everyone around you can feel it. That, is what I wish for everyone. True Love. Everlasting Love. Thank you grandpa... for setting such a perfect example.

This song has been running through my mind on repeat for the past week and a half.. I think the words are beautiful...

Their first touch at seventeen was in the park
And the moon was full
She was beautiful to him
And her hair was long and her eyes were blue
And her skin was warm
And she turned to him
And he thought he knew what love was

Another touch at twenty-two on their wedding night
And the stars were bright
She was beautiful to him
And her hair smelled sweet and her lips were full
And her skin was warm
And she turned to him
And he thought he knew what love was

And then again at twenty-five when the baby came
And the sun was high
She was beautiful to him
And her hair was damp and her fingers shook
And her skin was warm
And she turned to him
And he thought he knew what love was

Later on at fifty-four sitting on the porch
All the children gone
She was beautiful to him
And her hair was gray and her forehead lined
And her skin was warm
And she turned to him
And he thought he knew what love was

Their last touch at eighty-five was by her bed
And the moon was full
She was beautiful to him
And her hair was thin and her eyes were closed
And her skin was cold
And she turned to him
And he knew that he knew what love was

After sixty eight years of laughter and tears
He knew that he knew what love was.