Sunday, May 19, 2019

3 Loves

     There is a blurb online about the three loves we encounter in our life. The first is often puppy love, full of firsts and sometimes drama. The second love is the one which teaches us lessons and helps us define who we are. And the third and final love, is the one that is supposed to catch us off guard and feel like home....

My first love....

    I think I may believe this story, blurb, quote thing. I think about my own life and memories of high school pop up. I had a high school boyfriend. Many firsts with this love and also much, much drama. It makes me smirk and laugh as I type this. At the time it felt so intense and so real. And in a way it was. That love distracted me from a negative home life and in a way became a piece of resilience. My high school love stretched out way too long and in the end probably was not the healthiest, but still I am thankful for it. Thankful for the moments and the firsts.

My second love....

My second love was a gift. It provided me growth and opportunity and did help define who I am now. When this love crept in I was in college trying to navigate life, myself, my future. This love brought me my daughter. It brought me self acceptance. This love brought me my hopes, goals, aspirations, esteem. It was a gift. I realize now there were too many times when I took this love for granted. I also realize that this love left me better than who I was in the beginning and that it was never meant to be permanent. It's purpose was to teach me and probably him who we were and who we would become. This love shaped me.

My third love....

And now here I am.. waiting..wondering...what this third love will be. They say it strikes out of nowhere.. it catches you off guard. It is so real it breaks down any wall built up.

In a way it is exciting to think that could be out there.
In a way it is frustrating to think you have to be patient and wait for it to come.
In a way it is scary to think that there is a love so strong that it can feel like home.

So I wait and I wonder.

Because there could be an entire chapter forming, filling with pages of love..words unwritten right now, but coming...


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