bedrock

Isn't it funny that what we consider charming eccentricities in those we care about, can turn into Very Annoying Habits in the blink of an eye?
And circumstances that we have tolerated with bland indifference suddenly trigger our fight or flight response.
And situations that made us roll our eyes take on such magnitude that we stagger backwards in dismay.
Or even despair.
Feelings are fickle.
Reality is subjective.
But Love is bedrock.
You can build on it,
And cling to it.

"Three things will last forever—faith, hope, and love—and the greatest of these is love."