If Love Wasn’t Blind

“I finally met the love of my life!” Such joy is expressed in the proclamation of love. Whether the joy is ours, or the excitement belongs to a friend or relative, we come together to rejoice in love, and questions abound about this new and mysterious person. New love seems to give us unbridled cause to celebrate. Have you ever wondered if in fact everyone creates the same meaning out of this moment?  Is there some universal definition of love that we all believe in? When we fall in love, we tend to see the object of our desire, and not much more.  Perhaps there is some connection between this and the age-old saying “love is blind”?