Didn't mean to be snarky. Your post below regarding your wife and her definition of unconditional evidences great self-awareness on your part; namely, acknowled

Didn't mean to be snarky. Your post below regarding your wife and her definition of unconditional evidences great self-awareness on your part; namely, acknowledging when you were being unreasonable. I'm not that great at a parsing the differences in meaning between all the different types of emotion-laden words. Not my forte. That is, I can read books and whatnot about the 'five different love languages' and stuff like that, and it just doesn't compute. Maybe I'm the one who is Spock-Ian. But, at the end of the day, all I know is I saw this chick once and utterly fell head-over-head in love and it hasn't worn off or diminished in any respect... it just gets better and better each and every day. Maybe I'm unique. I don't know. Or, maybe SHE's unique. Like I said, it's embarrassing how ridiculously blessed in this regard I am. I just perceived, from reading the comments, that behind all the analytical profundities, there is a sad hoplelessness lurking whereby some posters have resigned themselves to the dismal idea that 'True Love' ain't real. Well, I'm just here to say they're wrong. Thank god. They are utterly wrong. And thats all I have to say about that.