According to thoughtcatalog.com, there are 19 ways to know you are loved.
1. They think about you when you’re not around.
2. They’ll take care of you when you’re sick.
3. They listen to you. Really listen.
4. They get into your interests and want to share their own with you.
5. They plan for the future.
6. Your thoughts and opinions are treated with respect.
7. They are eager to help you, and gracious about accepting your help.
8. They put your needs above their own.
9. You know you can trust them.
10. You never want to break the truth you've earned from them.
11. They support you.
12. You share a sense of humor.
13. They give you freedom to grow.
14. You are loyal to each other.
15. They don’t put you down.
16. They don’t hide anything from you.
17. You are comfortable being silent or away from each other.
18. They don’t let you get away with bad habits.
19. They tell you that they love you…
These thoughts were right. Those ways might be some basis to know that you are loved. But for me, you know you're loved when someone truly and passionately cares for you. Like family, they are the ones who truly cares no matter what. You know you are loved when someone respects you the way you respected them. They will understand your decisions in life and instead of mocking you about it, the will support all the way. You know you are loved when you can trust them, because others may not consider all your problems but when you are loved by someone, you can trust all your issues in the life your dealing right now. You know you are loved when you're not around but still they look for you not talk about you. And lastly, you know you are loved when you have the same thoughts and interests in life. You'll feel love beyond anything else and will tell they love you regardless of your flaws and circumstances.
Can love be measured? If yes, how? If no, why?
On my own notion, I guess love can't be measured. Why? Because there are some things that are immeasurable. Love, even though not seen, other people would do things further than ordinary things they would do for love. Some people would say, love conquers all. Yes it is. So, if love can be measured, how possible could love conquer all?
It would be an awkward scenario when you measure someones love just because of those material things you can give. Love needs to be deeper. Deeper than a pacific ocean or any other things a person can dig.
Why should we walk according to P.S Castrence
Walking keeps the form fit. It obviates bay windows,
inelegant in men, unsightly in women. Walking puts into play painlessly and
unconsciously, important body muscles. The leg muscles, obviously, are the ones
mostly affected. But when the legs move they pull at the abdominal muscles,
giving them the needed exercise which prevents their getting flabby and the
abdomen’s becoming big and pendulous. The static muscles of the back,
especially those around the spine, are put into movement, too, and this is
essential in the maintenance of good posture. The arms also swing into motion
as a natural accompaniment of walking.
There are all manners of walking. The ambling walking of the
absorbed lovers, while satisfactory from the point of views of giving
opportunity for sentimental discourse, is not so from the point of view of
exercise. From the latter viewpoint, a brisk morning walk is the thing. You
need not even plan it as a formal program. It is a relatively simple thing to
walk to the office, or if that is too much because where you work is quite
distant from your home, walk part of the way. Either choice you take, however,
makes it worthwhile by deriving from it the exercise you need. Wallk vigorously
and enthusiastically. You can almost actually feel the blood circulating in
your body with briskness equal to the vim and zest you put into your walking.
Some enthusiasts have it that a good habitual walker is also
a good habitual thinker. Perhaps the situation is a bit far-fecthed considered
as direct cause and effect. Clean thinking may come as a result of good
blood-circulation an general body health, to which may have contributed the
exercise derived from walking improves the eyesight. Although when the walks
are done out in the country, where a person has to look far into the distance
most of the time, at hill-peaks and tree-tops or upon green grass across the
brooks, the farsight focusing affords rest and is good for the eyes.
Walk and be healthy. Walk and save money. Why be a slave of
His Excellency, the cochero, when it is only a matter of a ten or a fifteen
minute walk? Walk, instead, and see the city sights at close range. Many things
of varied interest will attract you. Show-windows will engross you if you are
an addicted window-shopper. Perhaps you intend to buy a pair of shoes next
pay-day. Or a ves, do, or a barong tagalog for a friend or hubby, a bag for
little Wifie. Window-shopping now will help you later.
If you don’t care particularly to shop merely with your
eyes, if window-shopping only gives you pain and longings you never hope to see
fulfilled, there are other things besides windows to make a walk interesting.
People, for instance. What o mothey crowned of interesting human beings a short
walk can afford you. You see all types, dressy fops with their uselessness
written all over their persons, worried looking fathers of families, frowsy
dames with eyes that tell stories of hopes and frustration, eager youths and
pretty girls flirting with each other openly or subtly, but always charmingly,
because they are young. You see an old woman with her bundle of knickknacks,
and you wonder how many grtanchildren will shout for joy on her arrival. There
is a vicious-looking beggar whom you evade, because he appears more as
your-life-or your –money type as a bonafide pauper who needs your help. A
loud-mouthed woman, with the market brand stamped on her face and bearing, is
haggling over the price of a ride with an equally tough cochero. Words are
exchange, voices become excited and shrill, but you are already out of hearing
distance. All your interest is now taken up by an old couple, worn-out and thin
to emaciating, but still with the light of love and adventure in their eyes.
You see the man gallantly giving his arms to his wife as they staggeringly
cross the street. You wipe the mist in your eyes, and it is good that you do so
in time or you would not see two little children, their attention centered upon
some candy displayed on a counter near the sidewalk, coming plump into your
path. You step aside, watch the eager hungriness of their look.
Maybe such city sights fatigue you as they do some people
who prefer using a walk for meditation purposes; then take to the wide open
spaces. Don’t protest too soon…. You need not leave the city nor your job; you
can simply take a little time to get out of the streetcar lines and
busy-streets, and seek the fields or the less trodden path of so called
civilized life. Walk and think. Allow nature
to soothe your bruised spirit. Let the swaying grass teach you the beautiful
lesson of resilience, of bending to the inevitable, the wind of circumstance.
Let the flower teach you the essential perpetuity of life, and the bird, the
joy of existence. The tree, symbol of dignity and serenity, indifference and
aloofness, is to make you see, with a sense of balance, trivialities for what
they are; the little lakes, sometimes mere puddles, full of tadpoles and fishes
and insects, to show you that life sprouts anywhere, that your own, for all its
seeming importance to you, cannot mean so very much in the big scheme of
living.
Perhaps you have a problem. Some would-be advisers walk it.
Walk it and see it from different angles. Walk it and see it for the first time
against the background of the whole universe. And while walking, says an expert
on the subject, “think tall, pull your chin up and throw your chest forward no
matter how heavy a burden you carry on your shoulder.”
With your sense of proportion restored by quiet deliberation
and by the palpable sympathy of Nature all around you, you strike at one
solution, then another. Your judgment, made clear by the classmates brought
about by your walk and your surroundings, becomes sound and wise. You reach a
decision, and it is generally good.
Walk and know yourself. You will be surprised to find out
what an enjoyable companion you can be to yourself. Don’t be like the man who
gets so bored being left alone with his thoughts that he has to have a book
with him all the time he is not with people. Books have their place, too and an
important place it is, but so have walking and getting acquainted with you.
Just thresh out the little doubts you have regarding this and that, mull over
remarks made by your friends or office mates, study the personalities you have
come across during the day. It is a fascinating pastime.
