love and celibacy

I've been thinking about love - inescapable and elusive.  One of my favorite movies lines goes something like: there are as many forms of love as there are moments in time.  (10 points to the first person to name the movie.)  And isn't that the case?  I don't claim to know anything about romantic love, I'm not even sure that I know what it is.  Notwithstanding all the Jane Austin movies I know by heart, I don't know that I even believe in that sort of love, the sort that turns your world upside down, the sort that lasts forever.  

But, despite my general confusion about coupling, I think I know something about love.  I have loved, I love, I have felt loved and I have witnessed love.

On the other hand, I do know celibacy.  Yep, I said it.  I am celibate.  And from my own experience, I can say that it is highly underrated.  Celibacy is elegantly simple.  And while there are many things that I may want, I don't need someone to share my bed and I have managed quite well at taking care of myself.  I am no island - I have been incredibly blessed by the love and support of friends and family, and that is all I need.  At the end of the day, I don't come home to a husband, or boyfriend, or even a cat.  But before I go to sleep, I kneel beside my bed and check in with my Father in Heaven.  And it is in those moments that I know that I am home.