Hey ya'll.. This following post was not written by me. I was reading the newspaper this morning, can came across this article, it just jumped out at me. And I just wanted to share it with you all. It really reached out to me. :)
~Rainbow Angel
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Same sad story: It's Better to have loved and lost
Writer : Tamara Yourth
There have been times in my life when I have wondered whether love was meant for me. It's usually those times when I've been hurt so badly, or when I've hurt someone, and love seems like the last thing I should have invested in.
When you have loved with all of your heart and soul, with every inch of yourself that you possibly can and then you get up the next day and do it again but more, it can break you to the same depth.
If you lose love, you can spend hours, days, even years, convincing yourself that you will never love again. It's too painful to open yourself that way again. Every possibility pales in comparison to what you once had, or at least it seems that way. How could it seem otherwise? What had took years, years ofreally knowing, of being known.
You can close your heart to loving that much ever again. You can. At least you won't be hurt. But if you do close your heart, you may hurt a little every day and that adds up. You can choose to learn from love for it is a great teacher. And you can give love another chance. Love always deserves another chance. It will not come to you and leave you with nothing. You will always have something left, even if love goes. But the choice is yours.
You may not always be able to choose whom you love or who loves you. But the choice of whether you love and how much you love, whether you know and how much you are known, is always yours. I don't think it is possible to decide in a matter of weeks or months or even years, that one wants to spend the rest of one's life loving a certain person.
I think that sort of decision is never fully reached, until it is too late to change. It is the sort of decision that is made in the reinforcing of it every day by actually living it. It is made in the way that you give yourself every day for 70 years, or however long you get, and every day for 70 years you take from another person until one of you leaves or dies.
I've come to realize that what I could not bear in this life is to have never had a love story. To never have a collection of memories that shaped my life, that shaped me. What I couldn't bear is to wake up one day in the future and not remember what made me smile or cry yesterday or tomorrow. What I couldn't bear is to wake up one day and be someone different than who I am because of the love I have known.
I think what most of use look for in love is to feel safe. Safe to love and be loved completely. But love doesn't always offer safety. At best, love is about two imperfect people caring for each other. I've come to realize that love can disappoint. And the greater the love, the greater the risk. But love isn't about safety and it's certainly not about perfection.
Love is simply about courage. If you have the courage to really love, it'll either make you or break you, but it will never leave you with less than you invest. You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or interesting stories for the world to read and respond to Click hereScroll all the way down to read replies.Show all stories by Author: 13546 ( Click here )
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