Ah, love.  That pesky four letter word that vexes, perplexes and delights all the same.  But what does it really mean?  Does it mean you will walk over hot coals for that other person, or does it mean you will simply toss his or her dirty socks in the laundry bin?  It's something that we can only define for ourselves, as the gradations of love tend to vary from partner to partner.

Sometimes you carry that other person. 

Sometimes you carry that other person. 

Sometimes that other person carries you. 

Sometimes that other person carries you. 

One thing that has become clear to me over my adult life is that love is supportive, generous, kind, unconditional and understanding–never insecure, diffident or jealous, for these divergent attributes threaten to undermine said love. 

In the end, only each of us can define what love is to us and how that relates to any particular partner at any particular time, but the most important definition of love is the one which we define for ourselves.  This love is the most powerful and enduring there is and it can take a good amount of self-work to achieve.