love seems to be the topic of many of the blogs that i follow. love may be the true meaning of life. perhaps we're meant to live and enjoy the wonders of this world and fall in love. maybe that's it, nothing more. not knowledge, not power, not position, not wealth...just love.
love is a great thing. no matter how you describe it. no matter what it is to you. it's powerful, it's fulfilling.
finding "the one", "soulmate", "cinema/storybook love" is what completes us.
i've been in love many times. i enjoy the feeling so i allow myself to fall head over heels. don't get me wrong...because my past relationships weren't true love by far. after the initial fireworks fizzled out the true person was revealed...and i didn't like what i saw.
i am now in a valuable and honest relationship with my soulmate. in the beginning there were fireworks, and when they started to fizzle out i liked what i saw. we've had our fights, we've had our struggles and disagreements, but we always pull through. in the end there is still love. the embers of courtship are still hot.
its taken a long time and many "wrong" loves to help me decide who i am and what i need from a mate.
that being said, i've changed a lot. i'm a completely different person from who i was 5, 10, 2 years ago. and i don't mean minor changes. i mean complete personality changes (that's a topic for another post).
but who i am now is the true me. and i'm happy with me. confident and satisfied. i suppose that's why i've been brought to meet my soulmate. i'm thankful.