Thinking more about the last post...
Maybe the thing that makes love precious is not the threat of loss exactly. Think about, for example, the love that a parent feels for her child. Can I really say that there's a chance this love will go? And really, even if you break-up a relationship with a significant other, does that mean your love breaks-up, too? Isn't it much more gratifying to consider love a little more permanent than all of that? Well, here's my two cents. A child doesn't really understand love and its permanence, so he may, in fact, think that his mother's love could be broken by something he does or fails to do. Heck, even adults might think that they could do something so horrible that even their family would no longer love them. And, of course, in relationships where love is voluntary, it's easy to recognize the threat of loss. The threat of loss underlies all love, even if that threat is delusional. On the other hand, I'm an optimist. It's sort-of my default state-of-mind. I