A crazy little thing called Love

A little lesson on love during Sunday School really made me ponder the concept of "love". Our society has a corrupt view of love. We know there are many different facets to love. We love our children in a different way than we love our neighbors. We really overuse the word love, "I love ice cream". I mean really, do you love ice cream? I was thinking about things I love and this is what I came up with:
Please note this is not a list of everything or everyone I love. Just off the top of my head.
I love:

1. My husband
2. My kiddos
3. Living in a safe place
4. The smell of fall in the air
5. Dessert
6. Being pregnant
7. Working with a purpose
8. To teach and train ( totally in my element in front of a room of adults sharing information and facilitating conversation)
9. Finishing a project
10. Making decisions that I know will have a positive influence
11. The clearance rack
12. School (I will forever be a student)
13. Honest people
14. Time with my husband (I used to take that for granted)
15. 
    
    This crazy and blessed life we lead
    
    
    What does love feel like? What do you think? How do you describe the feeling of love? Is it that warm fuzzy feeling inside? Or when something takes your breath away? Leave me a comment.