Describe the Most Beautiful Love You Ever Witnessed or Experienced

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Anonymous wrote:My parents are soon to be married 40 years and they are still crazy in love. It is certainly not the most beautiful love but it is love that truly inspires me to want to be a better wife and mother. Last year I asked my mom how their marriage worked so well and after she listed a bunch of things she said "and great sex" upon which I said TMI!

So funny, last year we moved into my parents home - they are in their early 60's - while our house was being renovated and they were away. In their bedside table I found lube (almost empty) coconut oil and hand towels. I mentioned it to my Mom and she just laughed and said she was glad I didn't find the handcuffs. I think she was joking.

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"Love is a trick played on us by the forces of evolution. Pleasure is the bait laid down by the same. There is only power. Power is of the individual mind but the mind's power is not enough. Power of the body decides everything in the end and only might is right.”

-- T.H. White, "The Once and Future King"

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My wife giving birth to a baby we knew would die soon. She did not want to terminate the pregnancy. She wanted to see and hold her child. He lived 4 days.

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Jack and Rose.

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Anonymous wrote:I spent a few years as a pediatric hospice nurse and there is NO love like mother and child. When your child is dying the love in the air is palatable and all encompassing. I'll never forget one little 3 year old right before she slipped away was having so much discomfort with her airway and she said "mama you're right I can breath now." And the mom just sat there and said "I had to believe that for her and for me. I really just had to believe that."

This really just made me start like sobbing at my desk. That's so difficult you are an amazing person to have been able to help those families. I would not be able to do that.

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Anonymous wrote:I spent a few years as a pediatric hospice nurse and there is NO love like mother and child. When your child is dying the love in the air is palatable and all encompassing. I'll never forget one little 3 year old right before she slipped away was having so much discomfort with her airway and she said "mama you're right I can breath now." And the mom just sat there and said "I had to believe that for her and for me. I really just had to believe that."

This really just made me start like sobbing at my desk. That's so difficult you are an amazing person to have been able to help those families. I would not be able to do that.

+1

I was going to write something slightly trite about something my husband once did that proved to me that he really did love me more than anything and now I'm crying at my desk.

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Anonymous wrote:I spent a few years as a pediatric hospice nurse and there is NO love like mother and child. When your child is dying the love in the air is palatable and all encompassing. I'll never forget one little 3 year old right before she slipped away was having so much discomfort with her airway and she said "mama you're right I can breath now." And the mom just sat there and said "I had to believe that for her and for me. I really just had to believe that."

This really just made me start like sobbing at my desk. That's so difficult you are an amazing person to have been able to help those families. I would not be able to do that.

PP here. Well to be honest I only made it 4 years because it was just too draining. But I can say the years I did it I was able to put everything I had into it! Then it was just like over. I was zapped and my reserves were empty. Im in NICU now and its much better because 85 percent of my kids go home!

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Sally's love for Linus.

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A relative who cared for his wife as she slipped down through the deterioration of dementia over about five years. Seeing them together as she neared the end, I knew that this was the ultimate romantic love.

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My husband's reactions when his children were born.

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Anonymous wrote:Jack and Rose.

There was room on that door, bitch.

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Anonymous wrote:Jack + Rose from Titanic.

I wish I could find a man as handsome, talented, caring & loyal like Jack Dawson.

They knew each other for, what, 4 days? That's not love, that's hormones.

lol Then she married someone else and had a family.

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A same sex couple (let's call them B1 and B2) I know. They met 20 years ago. B1 supported B2 through 4 years of nursing school. B2 was an immigrant who have overstayed in the US. After graduating, he applied for jobs but no hospital would hire, and he was eventually asked to go back to his home country and got blacklisted for 10 years.

B1 traveled to B2's home country almost every month (or maybe every 3 months). On the 10th year of his stay, same-sex marriage was also approved in the US. B1 proposed to B2 and he is now legally back in the US working as an RN.

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I guess it is true...not many people are in loving relationships that demonstrate romantic love. I do agree the love between a parent and child is the greatest and most pure. I was expecting to read all kinds of romantic stories of love. I will keep checking back

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My grandparents met on VJ Day. My grandpa's brother accidentally shot his other brother while cleaning his gun (I kid you not). My grandpa was in the Navy but went to visit his brother in the hospital when he was on leave. My grandma was his brother's nurse.

My grandpa, the smartest man I've ever known, had the GI bill but didn't go to college because he unexpectedly had to take care of his mother. Instead, he worked (as labor, not management) in a steel plant. He put his wife, my grandma, through graduate school and then all three of his kids, one of them to Harvard.

So that was unnecessary background, but to answer your question, I've never seen two people more in love. They put each other first in every possible way. He told her every day that she was beautiful, what a good mother she was, how smart she was, etc. I witnessed it. My mom always told me that's how he always was, the entire time she was growing up. And my grandma adored him the same way.

I was in the room when he died in 2000. She was falling apart but she gathered some unbelievable strength at the end. As he drifted away, she whispered to him memories of their life together (married 54 years). The only part I caught was "and remember when our chilren were born."

They wrote love letters to each other the entire time he was in service. Literaly dozens of them. We weren't allowed to read them until after she passed away, which she did in 2014. We read them the first Christmas after her funeral, all together as a family. They were so beautiful - I can't read them without crying.