I love easily and I can love just about anything on this planet.
Anyone who knows me knows I can fall in love with a tree. I've seen some beautiful behemoths standing tall and there's just something that captures my attention and I love it almost instantly. I fall in love with the sun, the sky, and the moon on a near daily basis. I can fall in love with the sweet aromas of freshly brewed coffee or the comfort of a home-cooked meal. I fall in love with the fleeting weather; like the warm sun on only half of my face or the first few spells of coldness we've recently experienced.
I can also fall in love with the way someone smiles with their whole face. I fall in love when listening to someone talk about something they're passionate about. I fall in love with people who have enormous dreams for the future that lies ahead. I fall in love with the sound of children's laughter. I fall in love with the way someone can look at me.
But now, I see love as an opportunity. And now, loving too much is something that I love about myself. If this is the worst thing about me, the fact that I'm going to continue loving despite the harsh truths in this world, then let me be a fool. A fool in love.
Let's face some realities in this world: everything is not pretty and everything is not sweetly good. There are a lot of ugly and terrible horrors on our planet. But I can promise you: there is beautiful goodness here too.
You need to allow yourself to find the good, to open your whole heart to it, to love what you love.