So you can see how difficult it is to talk about love, which strangely enough I am the first to comment on, when you always have thousands of comments.

Not of late -I think the commenting issues have driven people away :D

I feel that to love is to be naked in front of a stranger: you expose yourself to anything, from being loved, to being rejected.

People seem to fear being rejected, so miss out on being loved.

gratitude is a big part of it - but how can one be grateful for the pain? I think that this is what people ask themselves, without recognizing the gift in it.

Thanks for stopping by, it was getting lonely here :)