To love is to be inconvenienced.
To love is to be inconvenienced.
Sometimes.
Sometimes it means using your entire work break to listen to a friend vent. Or waking up 3 hours earlier to bring your kids to school.
Sometimes it means eating less so your sister can eat more. Or visiting 10+ pharmacies just to find every prescribed medicine your parent needs.
Sometimes it means staying at home because your dog gets anxious. Or choosing to drive 64 kms just to say hi to a loved one.
Sometimes it means rearranging your entire schedule because someone you care about needs help moving. Or spending your only free weekend teaching your grandparents how to use their new phones - again.
To love is to be inconvenienced.
It’s ideal to think of love as something that’s just positive and easy. But it’s also delusional. Because the noun “love”, and the verb “to love”, aren’t passive occurrences. They’re heavily active choices. And they always come along with occasional hurdles, sacrifices, and inconveniences. But here's the beautiful thing about this: they're also privileges in disguise.
Each minor disruption to our carefully planned lives is a chance to show up for someone who matters. Every “inconvenience” is really just love in action, taking shape in the most ordinary yet meaningful ways.
Think about it…when you look back at life's sweetest moments, they don’t always happen when everything's perfectly convenient. They happen in those spontaneous late-night drives to comfort a heartbroken friend. In those lazy Sunday afternoons spent helping your partner with their passion project instead of catching up on your favorite shows. In those moments when you choose connection over convenience.
And each time we choose to be inconvenienced for love, we're saying, “You matter more than my comfort.” And isn't that what makes love so powerful? It's not just about the warm, fuzzy feelings – it's about the conscious choice to put someone else's needs alongside our own.
Sure, love asks things of us. It asks for our time, our energy, our presence. But what it gives back is immeasurable: deeper connections, stronger bonds, and the quiet satisfaction of knowing we showed up when it mattered.
So yes, to love is to be inconvenienced. But it's also to be blessed with opportunities to make someone's day a little brighter, someone's load a little lighter, someone's world a little warmer. And when you think about it that way, is it really an inconvenience at all?
Love doesn't just happen in the grand gestures or perfect moments. It happens in the everyday choices to be there, to show up, to care - even when (especially when) it's not the easiest thing to do.
