Love, well it’s simple to fall in love, easy to love someone and effortless to say that you love someone. But then there is life. And life is what tests our love. Not only for each other, but for ourselves.
There is so much more to love than just falling in love. Love is special for each and every one of us. Love has a diverse meaning to each and every one of us. Love is shown and certain to each and every one of us in many different ways. And we can read so much about love; we can try and comprehend the universal connotation of love. But we will never be triumphant if we think it’s logical, if we think we can pin it down to something specific. Some specific feeling that comes over us and resides within us boiling and bubbling – ever ebbing.
But I have learnt that its not. It is different to each of us and grows differently in each of our lives. We feel it independently diverse and we give it in our own construed made-up idea of what is safely “feasible” to our own hearts. So there is no perfect love, no perfect way to love or be loved. There can be no perfect love other than how the Lord loves us. When humans are involved, love I am afraid, is tarnished, imperfect and terribly flawed.
We have all these emotions and feelings, past convictions and stains, future ideas and expectations. And it is all governed by so many things we don’t always have control over. We have our future dreams for our own lives, careers and families. Every day challenges and choices corrupt the wonderful flow of our willingness and desire to love.
When we are little children we want to be all grown up and when we are grown up we yearn to be little children once again. Without a care and strangely free. When we grow to be teenagers we have insecurities and puberty that makes us fancy being adult and when we are adults and the insecurities pass we find ourselves wrinkled and wishing we only lived without a care. We fear growing old.
The same with love. When we are single all we want is to love and be loved. All we crave is to meet that special person with whom we can spend our lives with. We dream of all the special things we would do with our unique soul mates, all the superb things we would share. We dream up magical dates, breakfast romance and lunch box notes. Evening moonlit dinners and lunch picnic surprises.
And when we meet that special person we feel that all our dreams and desires have been met. Our idea of love has come knocking on the door and we let them in. Not knowing that right next to love life walks in too. Alas life has been there all along, and someone else’s life bonds to yours. It fills up the entire room, moves into every space of your heart, your thoughts and all your routines. And our hearts really start to love.
And then the space gets smaller, it moves together to merge. Our hearts are still besieged by all this emotion. But our expectation of what love is changes and it compromises. Fairy tales you see are just that – a fairy tale with a happily ever after. And those are hard to come by in this thing called life.
There is no life in fairy tales. And life, well ….
Life comes with reality. It comes with harsh realities of different personalities and these personalities come with many emotions and feelings. It comes with hormones, male and female. And male and female, well with you know whatever male and female comes with.
Then there is the past, and with the past comes the future and with the future we have the present. And how love fits into all of this depends on who we are and what we want from life. Who we are individually and who we choose to hook our souls up with and who we choose to spend most of our time with.
I guess what I am trying to say is that love can only be what we make of it. What we want from it and how we want to receive it.
And sometimes that can be dangerous. So do we set our own rules – to keep it save?
A set of rules based on our morals, principles and ethics? Values grown from experience moved by ethic! Having the same desire and strong parallel future outlook?
Rules are easy to find, easy to establish but greatly difficult to uphold and adhere to. But that is what makes it worth while. It doesn’t come easy and highlights the discipline of who we choose to be with. And the rest, well, we have ascertained that we do suite each other. We have the same set of goals and the same future expectations of our individual success. We have very similar drives. But we need to be reminded that one life is easily lived selfishly and two lives lived very differently in the past is easy work to bring together but hard work to keep together.
We love differently
We feel love differently
We give and show love differently
We need to constantly patiently teach each other through this love how to handle these differences. We need to forget past tribulations and trials and move on with experience and no regrets. Our anger needs to be set aside but recognized and mastered. Molded and shaped in a manner that we do not easily get angered. We need to understand what triggers the reaction and try and be sensitive towards those feelings and triggers. Teaching ourselves and learning from each other.
We need to constantly learn how to love each other. Because love is not just a feeling or simply a word. Love is always a work in progress and it needs to be nurtured which at times can be tough.
For that is how we know it is worth it.
What are your expectations of love and what are they for the future. What is love to you? How do you love and how do you feel loved.
For we are love, always love
And love always is
Always have been YOU
From the very first minute I laid my eyes on you.
The Airport shall always be my most favorite place.
Your girl Belle x
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