Love never gives up

This weeks Gallery is 'Love'

I am clearly not a great expressionist or writer as I am unable to define how true and deep my love for HWMBO is. There have been occasions where walking away would have been the most sensible thing to do, the easiest option. But this love seems to forgive endlessly and renew regularly. What surprises me most is that it has grown with time. I expected it to diminish after many years of marriage but it seems to have simply moved to somewhere deep inside me where life's ups and downs don't seem to touch it. If I shut my eyes I can feel it. It is there entwined with the love for my daughter and my father. An infinite, almost indescribable thing that feels warm and comforting inside. My father died over 15 years ago and yet I feel that love the same today as I did back then. It is an amazing thing, not physical and yet it creates a physical feeling.
Corinthians 13
"I may be able to speak the languages of human beings and even of angels, but if I have no love, my speech is no more than a noisy gong or a clanging bell. I may have the gift of inspired preaching; I may have all knowledge and understand all secrets; I may have all the faith needed to move mountains-but if I have no love, I am nothing. I may give away everything I have, and even give up my body to be burned - but if I have no love, this does me no good.

Love is patient and kind; it is not jealous or conceited or proud; love is not ill-mannered or selfish or irritable; love does not keep a record of wrongs; love is not happy with evil, but is happy with the truth. Love never gives up; and its faith, hope, and patience never fail.

Love is eternal... Meanwhile these three remain: faith, hope, and love; and the greatest of these is love. "