I was recently in love with a magnificent man. He was everything that fantasies were made of. He was brave and charismatic and dependable and devoted and strong and well you get the idea.
Unfortunately, I was not his fairy tale princess. At some point he decided that our relationship was no longer worth investing in, so he left. Although it felt abrupt I highly doubt that it was. He had been thinking about it for some time and then said goodbye.
As painful as it was I couldn’t stay angry with him. He had never treated me badly or wrongly or hurtful. A real stand up guy. Of course I railed against the Universe for the unfairness of it all. I had waited almost a decade to fall in love again and then to lose it. I refused to accept that sometimes things just end.
As time has moved away from the “incident” I am beginning to see that this was just for a season. This love affair helped me become a stronger person. It taught me that I could love again. But mostly that there are no guarantees in this love thing. One can only keep themselves worthy of being loved.
Being open to love is important. I can not live my life afraid of getting hurt because eventually I will get hurt. However, the sun does rise in the morning and life does go on. A failed love affair does not stop that. With every passing day the pain is less and one day it just doesn’t hurt anymore. Then finally only the good moments creep into your thoughts.
So this time I move forward not with trepidation but with expectation that something wonderful is around the corner. With the knowledge that it may not last forever but while it is here I will enjoy it to the fullest.