What is love?
Obvious question isn’t it? But there are so many emotions, memories and thoughts crowding your head when you try to answer the question.
Love makes you give it all up, cross an ocean and start it all over again.
Love makes you realize how much persistence, strength and willpower you really have.
Love opens doors and shows you can achieve things you never thought possible.
Love makes you feel alive.
Love makes you patient and it makes you compromise.
Love makes you prove yourself and prove everybody else wrong.
Love puts you through the lowest of lows and the highest of highs.
Love makes you stubborn and unreasonable.
Love makes you not care about wrinkles or love handles because you know you are loved.
Love makes you change up your priority list.
Love gives you the satisfaction to watch your love come out of his / her shell and be their best selves.
Love is care and work.
Love is the most powerful emotion.
Love is all about being strong and not quitting when things get tough. Love demands character. Since I met my husband eight years ago, my life changed upside down. I watched my parents being strong and joyful on our wedding day knowing that their daughter was going to cross the ocean eventually. I remember them sobbing and hugging each other while we were pulling out of the yard heading to the airport. It was a crushing moment. I remember being separated from my husband for our entire first year of marriage while going through the immigration process.
I gave up a career as a project manager and a glamorous lifestyle in Germany to follow my husband to the United States. …thinking if I could make it in Germany, the USA wouldn’t be a problem either. I remember not being able to pay our bills or finding a job. I remember arguing with him which bill had priority over the other for payment. Very insecure times both financially and personally.
I got my masters degree from a prestigious German university where I was one of the 60 selected out of 6000. …I remember my education, languages and work experience not meaning anything on this side of the pond. I remember being called a mail order bride and I remember trying to sell home made sandwiches out of my husband’s trunk at the docks (in hopes of our own business). I remember my first job in the United States as a receptionist for $10/hour. Any of you went from a high paying career to a low end job?
…and I remember not recognizing the man I married when I first got here. You really don’t know who you choose to spend the rest of your life with until you start living together. I remember the trying years we both went through on many levels in our first years of marriage.
We have come a long way and have grown together. We learned to be positive and handle challenges the best we can as a team with a little humor. Every day, I experience endless love, admiration and support from my husband that no man had ever shown me before. I feel loved.
What is love to you?
Photos by Rick Robillard