The Great Chain Of Loving
So, this morning, I got to thinking about the hierarchy of the various loves many of us hold dear.
It's reasonable to assume that love takes many different forms, and that the love you feel for one aspect of your life is not the same as the love you feel for another aspect.
And yet ...
Let's imagine, for a moment, that you absolutely had to choose between two, say, between your love for your parents and your love for your children.
Quandary, right?
You see, I think there is a pecking order in the love you feel for the various connections in your life.
Children invariably hold top spot. Most parents would sacrifice everything for their kids, even to the extent of dispatching their loving spouse.
After children, I suspect some people would choose their parents over everyone else, except when the relationship between someone and their parents has been a living hell from the age of about five on.
Then, it gets a little dicey.
For many people, the dog would come next in the great chain of loving.
The dog, you ask?
Yes, the dog.
There is something about the unconditional love, which a dog gives a person, that makes that little canine more important than the person who shows up at 10:33 every night wondering if you want to have sex.
At the bottom of the ladder, then, is that "other person," the one you promised to love until the end of time. Little did you realise that the "end of time" might arrive a bit early, maybe after just a year or two, maybe after a decade or two, but certainly not as far down the road as the last stop on the bus route.
No, these days, people get off the bus whenever it seems convenient, usually when there's some guy or gal who wants to share a taxi to the pleasuredome.
Kind of makes you wonder, doesn't it?
So, this morning, I got to thinking about the hierarchy of the various loves many of us hold dear.
It's reasonable to assume that love takes many different forms, and that the love you feel for one aspect of your life is not the same as the love you feel for another aspect.
And yet ...
Let's imagine, for a moment, that you absolutely had to choose between two, say, between your love for your parents and your love for your children.
Quandary, right?
You see, I think there is a pecking order in the love you feel for the various connections in your life.
Children invariably hold top spot. Most parents would sacrifice everything for their kids, even to the extent of dispatching their loving spouse.
After children, I suspect some people would choose their parents over everyone else, except when the relationship between someone and their parents has been a living hell from the age of about five on.
Then, it gets a little dicey.
For many people, the dog would come next in the great chain of loving.
The dog, you ask?
Yes, the dog.
There is something about the unconditional love, which a dog gives a person, that makes that little canine more important than the person who shows up at 10:33 every night wondering if you want to have sex.
At the bottom of the ladder, then, is that "other person," the one you promised to love until the end of time. Little did you realise that the "end of time" might arrive a bit early, maybe after just a year or two, maybe after a decade or two, but certainly not as far down the road as the last stop on the bus route.
No, these days, people get off the bus whenever it seems convenient, usually when there's some guy or gal who wants to share a taxi to the pleasuredome.
Kind of makes you wonder, doesn't it?
