Okay wow, so my brother bought me this delicious chocolate muffin that is pretty muddy and pretty delicious from Corica's. I don't think I've ever loved him as much as I do now!
So, over the past few months I've been trying to decipher a way to decide whether or not you love someone. I know, it's difficult to find an algorithm for love but I think I have come upon something that I can explain pretty definitively.
I think you love someone (and this probably only applies for me and a few others, definitely not everyone) when you'd be willing to donate a kidney to them. I used to think love might be dying for someone but that's a bit extreme. I love my Michelles but I wouldn't die for them (no offense, guys) but I would donate a kidney to them.
See, donating a kidney involves personal sacrifice. When you donate a kidney you have to undergo an invasive procedure which leaves you with convalescence time which can be hard and painful. Whenever you undergo a surgery you are always facing risk of death. However, unlike actually dying for someone you only risk the chance of dying. Would I risk the chance of dying for someone I loved? Yes, I would.
I don't know if you can see the distinction but I can see it in my mind and it makes sense in that blissful and ignorant place.
Furthermore, when you donate a kidney to someone you run the risk of YOU experiencing kidney failure and needing a second kidney in the future. So yes, donating a kidney to someone is risking a lot. But at the same time... it's not. Because when you're in that situation when someone you really care for needs a kidney and they are facing imminent... well, death, then you feel these sacrifices and risks are worth it.
I think if I died for someone it would have to be for someone who I thought would lead a long and fulfilling life.
Things have suddenly gotten very serious. I'll be back later with more China blogs. Kisses and shit.
J
About Me
- Junaberry
- I'm a student from Australia who used to have a lot of time on her hands but doesn't have that much anymore. Now she has other stuff on her hands.
1 comment:
I love how this blog began with talk of delicious chocolate muffins (of which I am green with envy). It is, after all, how all blogs should start.
To my next point, if you needed it, you could totes have my spare kidney, bro. <3
Thirdly, I often wonder whether I'd sacrifice my life for someone else (like if a building that myself & loved ones/people in general were in caught on fire or something) I really would like to think that I would at least try to help those younger than me (I.e babies/young children or whatevs) but I think that my survival instincts would kick in and I would be completely selfish :/
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