Grandpa lived near the store. It was in the village, at the dacha. My daughter and I came to visit him. He was very glad to see us ... it is a pity that we could not visit him too often ...

And so, my daughter quietly said that she was thirsty. Grandpa reached into his pocket and took out the money. I think it was all his money. I knew that my grandfather's pension was very small, but I could not interrupt his impulse to be useful. He took out two small bills and handed them to his granddaughter.

- You buy yourself something to drink, some Coca-Cola! - said the grandfather. - Or tasty juice. And buy yourself the candy you want. And ice cream! Go honey, buy yourself a drink. And my mom and I will wait for you here and talk.

The daughter somehow quickly and imperceptibly returned with a bottle of the simplest water in her hand. Not lemonade, not juice, but a small bottle of the simplest water. She didn't buy anything else.
And in the other hand was money. A money and a penny - change from water.
Grandfather sadly asked: they say, granddaughter, why didn't you buy anything for yourself?
And the girl replied: “Grandpa, I'll drink some water. I just wanted to drink. You need money - but I only need some water! ”. - and hugged my grandfather from the side, clung to his...

This is what love is. He who loves us does not spare anything for us.
And we - we try not to ask anything from the one we love. Not to take anything superfluous, but on the contrary - I want to give to the one we love.
Love is the desire to bestow. Things, money, food, energy, attention - when you love, you want to give and give.

And the lover strives not to take. Or take only what you need. Only the essentials - water when thirsty. Just water.
And then be sure to give - at least hug and share simple warmth. This is love.
And he who seeks to take and regrets to give is not very fond of.
What do you think about this?