A collection of thoughts:

Language seems to be Very Important, how language must be precise, but precision of language either illuminates the parts of our lives that are lacking or else strips some parts of human experience of meaning. How with the removal of the word love, because it is necessarily imprecise and intangible in the way that other emotions are not, the very experience of love disappears. Also has me thinking about the difference between knowledge vs experience (ie the color red and that thought experiment with mary in the room without color, but she knows everything about it, except these people don't even have the language to describe color, or real pain or emotion or love); also language as the cornerstone of all our experience vs language as the way to describe our experience.
Also I don't know about the ending, or how to feel about the way the Community is portrayed, especially in their view of death. is our own time really any better, dealing in euphemism, and separating it, taking it out of the household. Obviously, they know that children wouldn't like it, that children have a better sense of Justice (very children's lit of it, also, for me, an adult reader, to know that the release is death, but to hear lily speak of it as if they are being given away to a community who needs them or had room for them), and for jonas' mother and father to feel something like sorrow for the release of new children. And for jonas' first reaction to learning About Love is to ask his parents if they love him. Impossible to eradicate love, the least helpful and most painful of all our feelings. A defect in the human condition. (I obviously don't actually believe that.)
A n y w a y. Thank you for your childhood makes me weep.