Love explained!

BrevWhen we became a couple in January 1972, Mona and I, we lived in Earl’s Court, more precisely at 10, Nevern Square. I suppose all of the readers that will stop for a moment to think will probably be able to know what I am describing here! To fall in love, to be knocked off your feet, to be under a spell, and so on! There are some expressions used to describe what is difficult to rationally understand!

“In terms of interpersonal attraction, four forms of love have traditionally been distinguished, based on ancient Greek precedent: the love of kinship or familiarity (in Greek, storge), the love of friendship (philia), the love of sexual and/or romantic desire (eros), and self-emptying or divine love (agape). Modern authors have distinguished further varieties of romantic love. Non-Western traditions have also distinguished variants or symbioses of these states.This diversity of uses and meanings, combined with the complexity of the feelings involved, makes love unusually difficult to consistently define, compared to other emotional states.]Love may be understood as part of the survival instinct, a function to keep human beings together against menaces and to facilitate the continuation of the species.” From Wikipedia.

Whatever the explanation for love you prefer I do not mind to admit that I was very much struck in that condition with Mona. A state of mind that is difficult to cope with, especially when the couple is not physically near each other.

And this is what happened for a period of some months leading to the summer of 1972, when Mona had left for Sweden.

I vividly recall, how in those days, when communication was still deficient or limited, the postman became my best friend. How he would find me sitting at the bottom of the stairs waiting for him to deliver the daily love letter which fortunately came as clockwork! These were the letters I waited for…and they were never enough!

3 thoughts on “Love explained!

  1. Letters are wonderful things. The excitement of receiving one! and the pleasure of re-reading them. There is a very strong connection with the person who wrote them. The younger generation sadly know nothing of this and will have no letters in later life to pore over and to bring back the feeling of presence of the person who wrote them.
    I have kept all my mothers letters. Four decades of them. When I re-read them now it’s almost as if she is still here.

  2. I totally agree with Joana. There is nothing like a letter or a postcard received in the mail. I keep several old letters and postcards. Unfortunately, I lost many of them when we moved from our house in Carcavelos. I still get some postcards at Christmas, that I’ll keep forever. The memories they bring back… old friends I will never forget; relatives with whom I still keep in touch… everything is in those lines. There will never be anything like letters and postcards.

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