A couple of years ago I completely changed my concept of love. I was heavy hearted after mourning the end of a long relationship that spanned most of my adult life. I chose to do what I could to become okay with being “out of love”. We’ve probably all had some kind of relationship in our lives that has left us feeling hurt. You can’t control your outside circumstances. I wish we could. What you can control is your own choices. It can be hard to love when you feel broken. If you don’t come to any relationship (romantic, friendship, family) whole, you end up (1) asking others to fill in the broken pieces or (2) shutting them out completely.
For a while it was a combination of aimless freedom and self-growth with a little bit of confusion. But I definitely felt that there was something missing.
Until I had that conversation with you. In a freaking van, on our way to somewhere where there is no electricity, no internet, telephone network. Like WTF? In a matter of minutes I suddenly open up more about myself than I ever have to anybody. Whatever you did to me was magic. And I felt free.
Honestly, I would have been fine if that day had never taken place. But honestly, I would kill me if that didn’t happen.
Beauty and brawn fade over time. Money gets spent or lost, but love…well, love is weird.
As the bond between two strengthened, the understanding and chemistry developed. When you are with someone who has your back, whatever the world throws at you can be handled. It is amazing how much power there is in a loving relationship.
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