"you wanna know about love?" you tell your daughter after she asks you if she will ever fall in love. "you've got love, then you've got the idea of love. you have those little crushes on little boys, now babe, that’s the idea of love." you know she's too young to hear your opinion on the whole topic of this bullshit thing you call love, but you can't seem to stop. "then you have older girls than you getting crushes on, not little boys, but big old men. that, also, is the idea of love. She thinks you love her daddy, and of course you do. but that doesn't stop you from saying these things. "Honey, love isn't a feeling. it’s an action. Love isn't staring at the neighborhood boys playing basketball, or flirting with the one you think is the cutest. Love is saying it. just flat out saying it. 'I love you'. The action of telling someone and caring about someone so much that you would give anything to be with them for the rest of your life. See that old man and woman on the bench over there? darling, that’s love. when you can stand each other when you're both that age, that’s love."