One of the most difficult things about living with other people is understanding their love language. I’ve blogged about it before.
Someone very close to me uses money to communicate and impart their love and affection. It seems strange, cold, heartless and unnatural. That’s what I’ve always thought, at least.
But earlier today, I came to understand it a little bit better.
These things always seem to strike me while I’m driving. Probably because I actually have a few minutes to think of seriously random stuff when I’m driving but I digress.
I realized that it’s going to be easier for me to accept and understand this form of affection from now on. I’ve been bitter, I’ve taken advantage, I’ve been angry, I’ve been apathetic towards it, but it’s getting easier to understand. As much as I’d appreciate a hug, a kiss and a visit or two, this person’s affection speaks most clearly to them in the form of dollars and cents. Bizarre as it is, nothing will change the way they communicate their love and devotion, so perhaps I must adjust my perception and understanding of how to accept and understand that love. I have to be open to receive it and digest it in the most appropriate and respectful way.