What’s Love Got to Do With It?


One of my favorite memories as a child was belting out the lyrics to “What’s Love Got to Do With It” by Tina Turner with my own mama.  We were fearless and loud when we sang this song.  It didn’t matter who was in the car with us or who might be listening to us on the sidewalk, we sang just to sing and we sang it loud!

“What’s love got to do, got to do with it

What’s love but a second hand emotion

What’s love got to do, got to do with it

Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken”

We were bold and courageous and so in love with each other.  I look back on these moments and celebrate our playfulness and authenticity.   We were so full of love, connection, and pure bliss.

I remember my dad telling me right before my daughter was born 9 years ago, “Sara you really don’t know what love is until you have a child of your own.”  “How could that be,” I thought.  At that time I was happily married, I had loving friendships, and thought I was well versed in love.  Then Grace was born and my “small heart grew three sizes that day.”  My heart was broken open in a way only a mother will ever know and I was flooded with love for this little being.

And then my sweet Porter was born and I had a direct experience of the bounty of love!  Not only did I have enough love to love both of my children, but their love for each other was absolutely divine.  The more we loved each other, the more love we had to give and receive.

Gurmukh’s brilliance shines through when she talks about the abundance of love.

“Sometimes I hear mothers say, “I love my child so much, I can’t imagine loving more.  Where will the love come from for the new child on the way?” That is one of the true blessings of having children; they give you a direct experience of the bounty of the world.  The truth is there is a bountifulness in love.  It expands exponentially the minute you give to another.  The fear that there isn’t enough is just a delusion of scarcity.  Not only is there enough love for your new child, there is more love for your partner than you ever imagined, and the love you can create for your children is beyond measure.  Love creates love.  You don’t have to believe it.  It’s a fact.  It just is.”

Love is bountiful.  Love is beautiful and blissful and pure and soulful.  BUT what about the “bruitifulness” of love?  What about those moments when love doesn’t lead you down the rosiest path?!?  What about those moments when you feel heartbroken, angry, betrayed, hurt, confused etc. etc. etc.?  What about those moments when love leads you down the path of most growth and expansion but also the path of most confusion and sadness?  What about those moments when you begin to question how you are showing up for love in your life?!?!  What about those moments when it takes everything you got just to show up?

One of my most favorite authors, Glennon Doyle Melton says, “Love is not warm and fuzzy or sweet and sticky.  Real love is tough as nails.  It’s having your heart ripped out, putting it back together, and the next day, offering it back to the same world that just tore it up.  It’s running toward pain and grief and brokenness instead of away from it.  It’s turning the other cheek ’til you get whiplash.  It’s resisting the overwhelming desire to quit, to save yourself for yourself.  It’s exhausting and uncomfortable.  Sometimes it’s ugly, like using your bare hands to search for gold in piles of crap.”

I am sure you are as well versed in the struggles of love as I am. I am sure you are as well versed as I am in those moments where we feel so small.  In those moments where we realize we are just learning to love.  In those moments where our heart is shredded to pieces.  As the song lyrics from “Say Something” go…

“And I will stumble and fall.

I’m still learning to love.

Just starting to crawl.”

So this February, as the world around you is making dinner reservations, buying flowers, and celebrating their definition of love, I invite you to keep crawling to keep celebrating the beauty and agony of love.  To keep showing up for love…both the bliss and the heartache.  To choose love over fear in any and every situation.  To be a student of love.  And as the late Maya Angelou said, “Have enough courage to trust love one more time and always one more time.”

This February can you commit to choosing love just one more time?!?!



Article originally published on the mama’hood 

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