Unconditional Love

This is my take on blog about "Unconditional Love" on Women's Work. I don't know what possessed me to write something so sweet. hahaha!

[Brian, this is for you.]
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"Unconditional love" is just that ... unconditional. It's not a responsibility. There is no agenda. It is not valued by units.

It is a commitment -- a commitment so firm that you have no reservations even though you see the risks and the rugged road ahead, so clear that you will see life in its truest form. Yes, unconditional love is illogical, unrealistic, simple-minded and, in some people's vocabulary, stupid because it makes you feel that no matter the odds and the consequences, you will still prevail. It also makes you brave and courageous and do the unimaginable. It makes you ... believe.

I think if you are "stupid" enough, things might just work because you aren't "smart" enough to ...
- second guess yourself,
- second guess each other's love,
- assess the odds and conditions and interests,
- calculate the returns of investment,
- account monetary units of generosity,
- make prediction of - oh, who knows! -- fate will eventually tear you apart, so you should now prepare for crash landing.

Unconditional love is none of that. It's not from the brain; it is from the heart, which is why it's so hard to explain. It's not words, not numbers, not graphs, not visuals, not tastes or smells or any of that ... or maybe it's all of those things and more, that's why it's so hard to understand (especially if one closes off the possibility of unconditional love's existence).

Sometimes, I would like to think of it as Christmas lights. It's as if you are holding the plug for your string of lights, and you are trying out electric outlets for the right "click", for it all to work. Some outlets are such the wrong ones that they'll shock you -- OUCH!

At this point, you can either choose to give it up all together for fear that you will get shocked again, or you can keep going in hopes that you will see the beauty of that string of lights you got. If you give up, that's ok. Just walk away. Don't go pouring water on other people's outlets though. You just gotta accept that it's your decision.

If you keep going, however, just know that you might get shocked again and again ... and again. A couple of things before you charge on: Yes, in case you didn't know, you are on a "Mission: Almost Impossible ... but It's Worth It in the End". And each time you get shocked, it makes you crazier/more interesting and wiser.

When finally you find that outlet you've been looking for, you might feel like your cells have just been lit up like strings of Christmas lights, and everything just ... clicks. You will look at your transformed self and marvel, "All those times I've been shocked and almost electricuted are totally worth it."