All I’ve been thinking about lately is love. Love is difficult and surprising. Pretty sure humans make it difficult, but it is often one of those things that sneaks up on you just when you thought it was gone. I thought I knew love and that love had passed me by, but I was wrong. It snuck up on me…again. Love is so pure and so simple. The one thing we can’t do is run from it…it will always come back when it is true.
A new favorite book of mine is The Lover’s Dictionary. I can’t think of a book that could be more eloquently written. Here is an excerpt:
There has to be a moment in the beginning when you wonder whether you’re in love with the person or in love with the feeling of love itself. If the moment doesn’t pass, that’s it–you’re done. And if the moment does pass, it never goes that far. It stands in the distance, ready for whenever you want it back. Sometimes it’s even there when you thought you were searching for something else, like an escape route, or your lover’s face.
If I could capture love in a bottle and study its essence, I would. That’s because I’m a control freak and letting go in love is not easy for me. But this one thing I cannot control and I am finally ok with it. I trust love.
Not too deep for the intro…