Have you ever stopped to think about how love has shaped your life? The quiet moments, the loud declarations, the tiny acts that echo through time. Regardless of how many times you've been hurt, love, given freely and openly, has a way of guiding you to a better path. I believe this with every fiber of my being. A life lived with love at its center is a life filled with extraordinary moments.

Love comes in many forms. Aristotle famously said, "Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies." But to me, that feels limiting, focused solely on romantic love. Love is much more expansive than that. There's the love between friends, pets, parents, siblings, children, even strangers. The empathetic love you feel in fleeting moments for people enduring hardship. All of this love is real. All of it matters.

The more you open your heart to love in all its forms, the fuller and richer your life becomes.

When I became a parent, my understanding of love transformed. Falling in love with my partner had felt like my heart was completely full, as if there was no room for more. Then we had our first child, and everything changed. My heart didn’t just make room, it expanded. Suddenly, what felt like a zero-sum game became an infinite, ever-growing capacity for love.

And it didn’t stop there. When our second child arrived, my heart grew again. If only batteries could expand their capacity the way love does, we’d solve the world’s energy problems! Love, in its truest form, isn’t finite. The more you give, the stronger it becomes.

This infinite nature of love means you don’t need to wait for your soulmate to lead a life filled with it. Love your neighbor. Love your friend. Love yourself. These aren’t placeholders for romantic love—they’re the foundation of a life well-lived. Even if you find your soulmate, your love for others doesn’t diminish. There’s always room for more.

I don’t know why this hit me today, but after finishing a work call, I stumbled across a post by Yacine on X (https://x.com/yacineMTB/status/1877717785033224255) about watching his child grow in real time, a phenomenon deserving its own blog post! It made me think of my wife and the countless photos she’s taken of our kids over the years. Moments she captured when I was too tired, too stressed, or too distracted to notice their significance.

Scrolling through those photos now is like stepping into a time machine. They bring me back to moments I might have forgotten if not for her quiet insistence on pausing to preserve them. I started crying. Crying because I realized I don’t thank her enough for the love she’s given me, through the lens of the memories she’s gifted our family.

That reflection led me here, to this post about love. It took real strength not to shy away from my true feelings on love because it would sound too cheesy. But love deserves more than jokes to soften its edges. It’s a noble pursuit, a force that binds us, heals us, and reminds us of what truly matters.

So, I hope you have love in your life. I hope this post makes you think about the people who fill your heart. But most of all, I hope it reminds you that your capacity to love has no limits. Don’t hold it back. Share it freely, generously, and without reservation.

Because love isn’t something you run out of. It’s something you create.

I love you, anon.