Love is a funny thing. I know you’ve read hundreds of posts about love, but bear with me.

I teach a high school philosophy class (homeschool co-op) and one of our topics of conversation this week was “how is the experience of loving someone is different and similar to liking someone?” As I’m sure you can imagine this sparked quite a conversation amongst my homeschoolers. I directed them toward thinking about family versus friends, not so much
boyfriend/girlfriend.

​One of my students said, “well I guess if you really love someone you’re more willing to sacrifice something for them”. That was the exact answer I was looking for someone to give. Our conversation went on and it was a good class, but it left me with pondering these thoughts for the rest of the week. That answer wasn’t super profound, most adults I know would say the same thing. So why did this cause me to ponder for several more days? I’ll let you into my thoughts for awhile. If this ride gets scary, feel free to disembark.