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How Love Changes (& Why That’s Not a Bad Thing)

Much like spring, love comes in like a lion and goes out like a lamb. It’s true, love changes… but that isn’t a bad thing (at all).

How has the idea of a softer, gentler, deeper love become synonymous with “boring” when in fact it’s what we all say we crave?

Last week marked the 15th anniversary of my first date with my husband. I know most people probably don’t celebrate such anniversaries, but my parents always did (February of 1967, in case you were wondering) and it always made perfect sense to me.

Much the same way we celebrate birthdays as the beginning of life, celebrating the anniversary of a first date commemorates the birth of a relationship. The moment you let go. The moment you take a leap. The moment you allow yourself to consider the possibility that a sum might be bigger than two parts. Fifteen years ago, Billy and I started the evening as two inseparable friends having a few beers and watching the World Series. It ended with us taking a leap.

In the 15 years that followed, our love has changed many times over. Love, after all, is not a fixed concept. It bends and adapts and grows to meet the changes in our lives, in our relationship. And I think that’s where some people get derailed. Those who expect love to be the same at the beginning of a relationship as it is in the middle or at the end are doomed to disappointment and resentment. Love evolves. But the trick is to appreciate what it has become, not to compare it to its earlier incarnation.

When you first fall in love, you can’t take your eyes off each other. Nascent love is raw and fiery and thrilling. It is all-consuming. You gleefully spend all your time discovering everything you can about each other—your favorite books, how you like your eggs, memories of childhood, your most embarrassing moment.

And then, without even realizing it, you move on to the real unknowns: what kind of life you want to live, how you want to raise children (or if you even want to have them), how you communicate, how you show your love, how you say I’m sorry. Because if you agree on the Big Stuff, then everything else is just gravy.

As time passes, love becomes softer. You sink into its comfort, its constancy. You know each other’s fears and you assuage them. You know each other’s faults and you forgive them. You know each other’s weaknesses and you give them safe harbor.

It’s true—you don’t get butterflies in your stomach every time you see each other. But those butterflies have been replaced by a warmth that is so much better, so much more fulfilling, so much bigger.

Somewhere along the way, the idea of a softer, gentler love became synonymous with boring. It became the punchline of cocktail party jokes and New Yorker cartoons. But the truth is, there’s nothing boring about it. Because when you think about it—when you really think about it—that’s the kind of love that we all crave.

Sure, the butterflies are kinda fun and you still have them from time to time. But guess what, you don’t care about when your kid is throwing up at 3:00 am. Whether the guy who’s holding your baby over the toilet makes your stomach do flip-flops every time you look at him. Trust me, your stomach is already flip-flopping enough at that point. What makes your heart swell is that he picked up a bottle of Clorox and started scrubbing the tiles while you changed the sheets for the fifth time.

Real love—seasoned love—isn’t the excitement that you feel on a third date. It isn’t the fire that keeps you awake at night counting the minutes until you see each other again. And it surely isn’t butterflies in your stomach. Don’t get me wrong – those are all great things. But they aren’t love.

And we have to stop thinking they are.

Knock-your-socks-off love isn’t about the grand gesture. It’s about anticipating the infinite ways to show your utter devotion to another’s happiness. It is giving without having to be asked.

Love is the hand that claps the loudest at your accomplishments and the one that rubs your back when your shoulders are sagging from the weight of disappointment or sadness.

It is the hand that brings you coffee every morning and the one that does the dishes at night. It is the hand that pays the bills and the one that tucks your babies into bed.

It is the hand that opens all your doors and the one who twirls you around the kitchen just to make you laugh.

It is the hand that changes the channel to Monday Night Football when you walk in the room and the one that changes all the light bulbs when you’re working late at night.

It is the hand that brushes the hair from your face as you lie in the darkness and the one that grabs all the bags of M&Ms from the all-night convenience store when you’ve had a bad day.

It is the hand that rests on the small of your back when you’re nervous and the one that pulls you into the water when the waves seem too big.

Love is the hand that holds yours when they place your baby in your arms for the first time and the one that quietly guides you down the hospital hallway to say goodbye to your father for the last time.

Love never ends. But it does change.

It remembers all that you were, reflects all that you are, and anticipates all that you will be.

And that’s not a bad thing. That is everything.


This article was originally published with the Good Men Project; republished with the kindest permission. 

About the Author

Cameron Reeves Poynter is a lawyer, a mother of two boys, and a rabid sports fan. You can find her work on Club Mid, Scary Mommy, The Mighty, Yahoo Parenting, Facebook and on her blog at


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