I just put up a story 'The Temple Called Love", that I think is one of the more meaningful things that I have ever written.
I've had a concept in the back of my mind for quite awhile, that true 'love' cannot be considered a single, simple emotion. It seemed to me that true love is a complex set of emotions, attitudes, obligations and responsibilities, that come together to form what we call 'love.'
Of course,'love' is by its nature at unique set of these elements in each instance. So the elements that I value, may not be the same ones, or in the same proportions as someone elses.
And over time, even our own 'love' changes in composition - some things (lust, for example) may become less central to 'love', while other elements like respect, and trust, should grow stronger.
In any case, I hope you find the story uplifting, and feel free to email with your own thoughts on the subject.
btw - there are a few inaccuracies in the story of which I am aware: Baptists do not call their Pastors 'Reverend"- but I used it for other reasons. Also, in the verse from Corinthians, I use 'faith, hope and love' - Baptists in 1910 would likely be using the King James version of the Bible, which translates that passage as 'faith, hope and charity.' For obvious reasons, 'love' works better in that context than 'charity' - since the story is NOT called The Temple of Charity! lol.