Thought I would get a few thoughts down on this thing called love since it's Valentines day. Watched two movies today on my own, and at both times was joined by two elderlies. One movie was for teens and the other about a dog and a family. It's beautiful for me to see old people still going on a date even after all these years, maybe 50 and more years down the road. It is one of the beautiful things...one thing that hopefully lasts in a ever-changing world.
It's always exciting to find a new love interest, but feelings are fleeting and when the honeymoon phase is over, one must learn to truly love...accepting everything about the person, accepting your partner as a whole and loving him/her completely. I know it's ideal, and in reality we see a lot of people giving in to divorce rather than working it out. It's always the easy way out, it's so much harder to work on a relationship.
Yet, there are people who hold on through thick and thin, because they realise that the person is more important than any difficult circumstance.
It is both strange and beautiful, that two people could make each other's life complete and better in a partnership that builds up a new world for them. People who love and are loved make much more better people as a whole, given that they are in a healthy relationship.
Whether it is destiny or a choice, to find one's self in a loving relationship that spans a lifetime is blessed. I know life can be difficult at times, yet it is so much easier when you have someone to share it with, even when there are crappy days when you can't stand each other's quirks. Still, it is great to be accepted for who you are and be cared for anyway.
Forevermore is such a concept so hard to grasp in a world plagued by separation. But to find someone willing and able to stay with you no matter what is a rare treasure that so many seek to find.
So, the classic question is often said, How do you know?
And often, the blessed ones say, You just know.
Well, that's very helpful, I guess.
We will just know.
In the meantime, I just hope to be the best person I can be for the person who I should know when he arrives...
Ambient Noise: The Luckiest By Ben Folds Five
...Next door there's an old man who lived to his nineties
And one day passed away in his sleep
His wife, she stayed for a couple of days
And passed away
I'm sorry, I know that's a strange way to tell you
that I know we belong
That I know
That I am
I am, I am
The luckiest...
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