The greatest of all emotions is Love. We know we love,however; whom and what we love is subject to how we love ourselves. It is a conditional love, it shifts, it changes, it grows, it diminishes.
The love we feel is based on who and what the person and thing means to us. It is based on what s/he and it gives us, and also how we define ourselves. Some love money for they worked hard for it, so that they can enjoy their lives and the finer things in life. Purchases of things with little to no thought of its actual use becomes the order of the day, in way of celebrating success that brings in more money. Spending of money takes place, when things and people are taken away.
Money becomes the defining characteristic of whom the person is, in relation to him/herself, family, friends and society. Before being introduced by first and last name, friend, the individual is introduced as first and last name, friend, social status. When there is money, there is generosity. It costs the person nothing to help out and will freely do so, offering to give more than s/he otherwise would.
When there is no money, the feelings of brotherhood disappear. Resentment checks in, “Does s/he think I am a moneybag?”. Past personal loans and favours are recalled, “Remember that twenty bucks I lent you two, three months ago?”, snide remarks more prevalent, “Thanks for the invite, but I am too broke to show up”. Money’s lack makes anything said forgivable, is supposed to explain the person’s mood and attitude, is supposed to justify consequent action.
Gratitude is reflected by way of money, purchases in life, supposed to adequately reflect emotion. Supposed to say I love you and thanks, supposed to not be questioned, for this is the normal thing to do – buy things.
Apologies are wrapped in bows. Gifts are mailed, delivered by strangers, packaged by employees, manufactured in different countries. Gifts replace conversations, meant to be take place in the present, forgetting gift’s other name is present.
Love is eternal. If it shifts or dies, it is because we did. In our hearts. Love forgives. It does not know how to count. It does not consider itself with pride, it only knows to forgive. It Gives. Love grows in adversity. It is supposed to, for love conquers all. It does not know how else to operate.