I can’t claim to understand love. Is it an intimate emotional connection that binds us together? A chemical reaction surging through our cerebral cortex? A genetic adaptation that helps ensure the propagation of our species? The sublime gift of some greater power? I honestly don’t know. I can’t even tell you if those explanations are mutually exclusive or whether two, or perhaps more, might be true at the same time.
Love is a mystery. All I know is that it’s real.