Sunday, July 17, 2011
is true love for real?
I mean the kind where fireworks are forever? I've watched so many people have their heart broken it makes me wonder, where will I be five years from now? Ten? Twenty? I feel like if it can happen to the people I love the most, it can happen to anyone... including me.
It's strange how the world can change the perception of my own relationship.
I mean, I love Joel... obviously not the same way when I was fifteen, but I love him. When we were fifteen we thought we'd just die without each other, now it's a mature love. I love the man I dated, the man I married, and the man who I had a child with, and the man he is today. All different people. We all change... it's just a fact of life.
Mature Love, I think is the kind where you make a choice, it's not always so easy. And I know if anything ever happened to one of us, the other would carry on, it would be difficult, heart-breaking, but we would... number one because we have a child together and we would have to.
It probably doesn't help I've been reading several books "Something Borrowed" "Something Blue".... they are stories about being in love with the wrong person. They talk about finding"true love."
What is true love? I don't believe in fireworks forever. I believe in fireworks at first, and then they come and go throughout your relationship and it takes effort and work. Love is not just a feeling but an action, and the more you give, the more you'll get back. Least that's what I think.
I feel like many relationships in this world are turning into all about taking. Me Me Me... I know I need to give more. I think we all do. I also believe in realistic love- the kind where you take out the trash for your spouse, make dinner, stuff like that. Actions speak louder than words.
My heart is aching for the people I love right now.
Joel probably wouldn't approve of this post. But I'm not going to post it on my facebook, if you read my blog regularly then you'll find this on your own. This is my place to be me, and this has been on my mind constantly. It's killing me.
This post makes me feel better, I guess mainly because I've come to the conclusion any relationship can crumble, and it crumbles when you stop trying. When you don't choose love. When you stop giving. When you stop caring. Marriage is work. And I believe you can fall in and out of love several times throughout your marriage. It's just something I believe.
So "true love"... I think is a choice.
I hope I always choose love, and I hope Joel always does too...