The Post About Love

Dear Bloggers,
         Today I am addressing an issue other than food, which is off topic from my 2 Weeks of Freshly Cooked Love, but here it goes. What is this thing we call "love?" How is it that it can take a person from being so completely empty to full of joy and passion. It's such a mystery to me. Though the days keep wandering by and the moments of my life present themselves carefree and full of love, I still am missing such a deep part of myself. One of which, I hope to find in someone else. Though it  is easy for me to write these words and express them in such depth, I can never seem to find the words to speak. How is it that we as human beings were made for one person, and one person only in this entire world? How are we expected to find them? I don't know what love is and I don't know who I will find it within, but I do know is I'm longing to find it.

            There is simply no explanation to what love is, yet people seem to know just by simply feeling it inside. I hope to one day find that and share it with someone for the rest of my life, but I can't say that I know it's going to happen because I'm still patiently waiting. Half way between here and there, I know the distance isn't as far as it seems. Love, by definition: a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person. Until I know, and until you too can see, stay open-minded and happy cooking.