My dad has always told me not to love anything that can’t love me back, but I’ve found a few reasons to break that rule. Trivial Pursuit, Jeopardy, cheese, homemade bread – all things that I love that are incapable of loving me in return.
Even with the knowledge that Trivial Pursuit cannot love me, I can’t help but love it. It makes me happy. It brings me joy. Especially when I win. The same goes for Jeopardy, cheese, and homemade bread. I’m fine with breaking the rule and having a few one-sided loves in my life.
Today I found another thing to add to the list: a friendship where a gift of top-notch bacon is reciprocated with a gift of freshly made pasta.
I love having a friendship like that.
If we had a friend with a few fresh eggs and another bearing parmesan, we could have some fantastic carbonara. I would love that.
I have eggs AND parmesan!
When your Dad said to ME “don’t love anything that can’t love you back” I thought: That’s so lame! Only a geek that read all of Kalil Gibran’s (sp?) books at a nerdly teenager would think that was clever. You go ahead and love anything you want to.