There is Love and Then There is ...

not knowing what love is or what it is supposed to do to and for us.

It doesn't pay the rent or put food on the table because love isn't a real thing where it wakes up every morning, gets dressed, goes off to work to earn a paycheck, and pay the bills.

Then there are those joyful and memorable moments that happen in life, the kind that's like a Kodak moment meshed into the heart and mind, but really, how often can that happen.

You have your first childhood sweetheart crush only to have it all wash away somewhere and you don't even remember alll the details how and why it happened. So in some respects, love has a poor memory.

Then, when you know from the pit of your being you have found the one for life, a day and eternity, that too, all goes away over time.

Why is that?

Nothing lasts forever, not love, not life, not even a memory.