It has been said that love is composed of so many sensations, that something new of it can always be said. That was my thought after reading the following example of a child's idea of love.

A mother, speaking to the volunteer said, "It has been weeks since Megan started all of this. We've been back to this animal shelter at least six times and she keeps repeating it over and over again.

"What is it she keeps saying?" the volunteer asked.

"Puppy size!" Replied the mother.

"Well, we have plenty of puppies and in all sizes if that's what she's looking for."

At that moment, Megan came walking into the room. Her mom asked, "Well, did you find one?"

With a sadness in her voice, Megan said, "No not this time, can we come back on the weekend?"

The two women looked at each other and laughed.

"You never know when we will get more dogs, the volunteer said. Unfortunately, there's always a big supply."

Over the next few days both mom and dad had long talks with Megan. They felt she was being too particular and cautioned her that this weekend would be the last time. Mom added, "And we don't want to hear anything more about puppy size either."

On Saturday morning, they were the first ones at the shelter. Megan was well acquainted with the shelter so she ran right for the section that housed the smaller dogs.

Megan walked slowly from cage to cage, kneeling to take a closer look. One by one the puppies were brought out and she held each one.

"Sorry, you're not the one," she said.

The volunteer handed Megan the puppy from the last cage and she held the puppy closely. She took more time with this one but she finally said, "Mom, I have found the right puppy! He's the one! I know it!" "It's the puppy size!"

"But it's the same size as all the other puppies you've held over the last few weeks," Mom said.

"No, not the size...the sighs. When I held him in my arms, he sighed," she said. "Don't you remember when I asked you one day what love is, you told me love depends on the sighs of your heart. The more you love, the bigger the sigh!"

Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, Mom knelt down and did a little of both.

Megan said, "I knew I would find the right puppy if it sighed when I held it in my arms."

Then holding the puppy up close to her face she said, "Mom, he loves me. I heard the sighs of his heart!"

Close your eyes for a moment and think about the love that makes you sigh. You may find it in the arms of your loved ones, in the beauty of a sunset or the gentle breeze on a warm summer day.

Take the time to stop and listen; you will be surprised at what you hear.

The opposite of love is not hate, but indifference.