Listen princess, the depth of love is a path you can choose. You can be honest, serious about it, true or you can be swallowed up by envy, cheat and go with all the wrong things.

True love requires great sacrifice from both parts, it is not easy to push your own needs to a side, and give to the other. It is one of the hardest things to do.

But sacrifice and love are two sides of the same coin.

When you meet someone, that sees these things the same way, you find a heart of gold.

In these days, that is truly rare. Most people think just about themselves and not on other people. They go behind your back, and take instead of giving.

If you are a person that has a lot to give, you are more often than not the target of people who wants those things you have, so you become guarded and mistrustful.

My mom was a really amazing person. First she fell for my dad, that was this swanky fighter pilot. Revolutionary hero and all, but the differences in understanding the world was too much for them, so they fell apart.

After many years she finally found Jørgen. Actually it is a beautiful little story, that kind of taught me a lot about relationships.

My mom lived in this apartment building, and she went to this communal washery to wash her clothes. One day she met Jørgen in the washery, and they fell in love on the spot. He was a meteorologist and always told all these stories about his time in Greenland as a meteorologist. He loved wine, trams and rabbits. He was a bit of a geek to be honest.

But he carried my mom on his strong shoulders. All the years of distrust because she had had to take care of everything herself, he slowly washed away by being such a scout.

My mom hated releasing her control, and that could be pretty catastrophic, especially because the was REALLY bad at finding her way. So we always ended up wandering around in the forests of Sweden and just lost. She also loved wandering, so you can imagine the potential for getting lost somewhere.

Jørgen was a meterologist, which is essentially about looking at a lot of maps all the time, so he knew how to find his way. But instead of lecturing my mom, he let her get as much lost as she wanted, and then, with his strong hands put them both on the right the track again. He never pushed her, so she slowly regained trust.

I believe, that that is how love is made. By trust, giving each other space not lecturing.

Now my mom was a really wonderful and strong woman, so I can see why he gave her all that. But he was patient, and through his acceptance of all her issues, and believe me, there a lot of those issues, he carried her.

So if you ask me, how do you make these things work, it is through being a good person.

G-d bless the will to be a good person in relation to those you love.