I am a hopeless romantic always. If I ever get a chance at love again, I will dive in, non stop, all in, I will do this because love is such a beautiful thing. Love changes everything. Everyone deserves to find a person that makes them feel, a person that wakes them up, a person that makes them real. The better half of yourself because you belong. You are accepted, You are loved.
Do you hear me? Do you see me, the real me?
I am capable of loving someone, the right one, the only one that it could have ever been. The one that lets you know instantly by not even saying a word. Words are helpful to use but who can describe love? Impossible to explain but you know when it happens… The whole world turns upside down. Or maybe right side up. Here are the only words for love.
Love is Patient, love is kind, it does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud, it does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no records of wrongs, love does not delight in evil but rejoices with truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. 1 Corinthians 13:4-8
When I read this, I know every word is true and honest and real and this is what love really is about. It is more than that, this is a call of action, to love is to be all these things or not. In order to receive love, we must be love. Act in love. Test this theory, replace love with your name. I have always been told to do this with my potential partners name to see if they are a good fit but how often do we look to see if we are a good fit? Are we acting in love? Which areas do we need to work on? There will always be work to do. Love is a mutual agreement to stand beside someone, for all times, all things. I have this love for my friends, four people in this world that I love like this. I try not to have expectations of them, I try to love them as much as I can because they mean the world to me. I do not like letting them down or disappointing them. Sometimes I do and it hurts.
The thing is loving someone is not about doing everything you can to make another person happy if it makes you miserable. If we have to fit perfectly into someone else’s idea of what we should be then that is not love. There is not freedom in that. There is freedom in being able to say what you need to say, when you need to say it. When that freedom comes it is a beautiful thing and friendships are able to grow and thrive. Learning to act in love is very hard, learning to trust that we can really speak our minds is equally hard. Finding middle ground is possible but it takes time.
Much Love 💜 Much Life