To me love is postponing all plans for our tenth anniversary without a moments hesitation because Zoya has a fever.
Love is giving Raffae Oreo cookies for lunch cause he is sick also and is not eating at all.
Love is my mom making special dishes for our anniversary.
Love is all the calls/text messages/emails we received today.
Love is knowing a guy for eighteen years, being married to him for ten years and still falling head over heels in love with him every day. :-)
Ok, maybe not every day, but today for sure :-P