At the popular breakfast spot today, the toddler requested for money from the oldman:
“Oldman, gimme money, oldman gimme money…”
The oldman smiled at this as he took out a coin for the approaching boy. He might have been his grandfather, I didn’t ask. However, what I’m gonna say still works; what hit me was this:
People love to be needed. That sense of being needed is one of love because, it is first a sense of acceptance. It works like this: the needed always fills a void, a need. In that sense, a need leads to an acceptance. An empty glass cannot be filled without accepting the incoming liquid.
But, to wish to be needed extensively by one person is an undeveloped sense of love for extended need is dependency.
Need as fledgling love.