My grandma when I was really little and animals.

She make me discover what love is, at my sixties (and her´s).
She forgot to teach me on how to live without her.

Parents

I learn a little about it from most people I meet/met. There were the relations where I learned a great deal. Some of the best lessons I learned came from losing love as painful as it was. It made me a better person for the next. I continue to learn and don't think I could ever learn all about it without grace given. I do know that most all of us are made of love but we have a hard time learning how to let it manifest.

The first person in my life who loved me first, and that's my dad.

Both of my parents, though I’ve learned so much from my father.

My son. Never before did I understand what unconditional love meant.

My mother....nobody has ever loved or understood me as much as she did (I miss her terribly).

My daughter. She saved my life.

I think I'm still learning.

My dog.

Is it really something that can be taught? It just sort of happens right? That’s why it contrasts hate. Hate can be learned, hate is taught and mimicked.

My wife.💕

my parents..for all their faults they did love me and that's number one for children

A bunch of very special people in many small lessons.

Self taught 🤓

God

No one. I don't love.

excellent q It must have been my Parents

Its natural, i think. Idk.

I still haven't learn how to 😕

Cupid 🤭

I`d have to say my parents and life itself. Oh and you! 🤗

Nobody 😭

Mom

God taught me. After all, I am the worst nut job, sinner, idiot, goofball on the planet but he just keeps on loving me anyway.

Like unselfish, actually healthy love? A very good friend.
The shitty kind that I used to call love? Bitches