We strive for love, we strive for money, we strive for security, we strive for fame and recognition. But perhaps what we strive for most of all is the freedom to be ourselves. To live life on our terms.
And it occurs to me that this is a large part of love. When you are surrounded by people who love you, they accept you for better as well as for worse, complete with all your follies. They set you free to be yourself, they don't ask for anything more than that you love them back and give them their freedom to be themselves too.