After I wrote about my grandparents 73rd wedding anniversary I received some feedback from some bloggers who weren’t convinced that people can be madly in love for that long. They said that at some point in time love dies or changes and just becomes friendship.
I haven’t provided a serious response to any of them because I have been trying to decide how I want to approach this topic. Love is a complicated beast and it deserves something more than throwing mud at the wall to see what sticks. At least my initial thought was to try and compose something that was based upon more than just anecdotal evidence and personal experience.
It was a good idea and I even had the beginning of a reference to use. The LA Times is running an article today called This is your brain on love. “When you’re attracted to someone, is your gray matter talking sense — or just hooked? Scientists take a rational look.”
But like so many things in life the plan has changed, courtesy of my BIL whose timing and driving ability are less than impeccable.
So I’ll roll with the punches and ask you a general question:
Does Love Last?
P.S. This will likely be edited or updated so feel free to check back in.
First Update: In A Story of Two Souls I wrote about a couple who fell in both love and lust. So lets add that to the mix. Do love and lust last forever? Can they last forever? It sounds a bit adolescent, but I am curious to hear you thoughts.