We all have things we love. We love our family and friends, favorite foods and activities.

Question

Tell me about something you love. Explain why you love it so much. Provide details and a well thought out explanation.

Answer 1

I love my teddy bear. His name is Sir Edward Edward Bear, or Ted for short. I know that's not very original, but I was five, so we're going to cut me some slack. He was knighted later in life; I wasn't that bright at five. I have had Ted with me for forty-five years. He still lives next to my bed. And I still talk to him. He is a great listener. He has watched over me during several hospital visits and countless plane rides. I've had some very sad times in my life and he has always been there with a hug and a shoulder to cry on. I've never given up that child's belief that stuffed animals are "real," so he's never lost that spark that brings our favorite toys to life. He's my friend and I love him.

Answer 2

There are many things in this world that bring me joy, but I could not live without my cat, Mowgli. I adopted Mo when he was just a few months old. He is now about 4 years old; he is my best friend. I bring him everywhere, sometimes I even put him on a leash. People get a real kick out of it. Mowgli is a highly intelligent cat. He can tell when I'm sad, and he'll will curl up on my stomach in an attempt to comfort me. Cats aren't known for being man's best friend, but Mowgli is more loyal, goofy and easy to be around than any dog I've ever had. His playful nature and trademark curiosity often leads me on great adventures. I once found an injured near the pond in my backyard because Mo wanted to wander around. I saved the duck's life! Having a cat is a responsibility, but Mowgli gives me the comfort and friendship that only the best pets can bring.

(This might be too long, but I tried giving details of why he is a great cat, followed by an explanation).

Hope this helps,

Stephanie

Answer 3

I love my family. I don't have a conventional family anymore; my family is composed of my spouse and my girlfriend and myself. When I learned who I was, my spouse was the first person to support me, even though it meant completely changing our life that we had built together. When I met my girlfriend, she accepted my spouse without any questions asked. I get to spend my time with these two people that respect me and respect each other, and we all work together to share open communication and work through our feelings and differences honestly, even when it means being vulnerable. I always thought I understood what love was, either from my parents or the movies with the storybook endings, but love was nothing like I thought. I thought I would have butterflies, but nervousness is not love. I thought my feelings would be intense and constant, but intensity never lasts very long. I learned that love is not just about the other person, but about loving oneself as well, and allowing oneself to seek happiness for all parties involved. Love, to me, is both calm and happy. More important than anything else, however, is that love is freeing. My loves and I let each other be ourselves. We all maintain our individuality, our hopes and dreams distinct from each other, before all else. Then, within that individuality we make space and time to spend together, and in the space between individuality and shared experience, our love thrives.