Love. A Catalyst?

Do you believe it's possible to fall in love and stay in love? I mean real, true I-love-you-not-just-because-I-promised-to... kind of love. As in, long after the honeymoon stage is over, past life dealing you hands from cards so warn they're falling apart, and to the place where you've pretty much seen the best and worst in each other, and still feel like the luckiest man/woman in the world to be sharing your life with your best friend. Does that exist?



Out of the many examples in the media of what love is, the one that really stands out in my mind is a scene from Sex and The City, where Miranda is newly married and her unbearable mother-in-law has just moved in due to some serious health issues; the mother-in-law shits herself and Miranda bathes her. I can understand the amount of love it would take to bathe a spouse in this situation, even a close loved one, but can you imagine the amount of love it would take to sponge bathe the shit off of someone you really can't stand simply because the person you love can't be there to do it? I want to love like that. I want to be loved like that.

One of my favorite movies is kind of a twisted portrayal of this query. "Love me if you dare" is a French film (yes, that means subtitles) about two kids who are best friends and fall in love and test the boundaries of this love. Their love is tested through a lifelong game of truth or dare. I highly recommend it.