I don’t know whether I am going to upset some people or have them agree with me but here it goes.
I feel love, I guess the marrying kind, is when you are so wrapped up in the other person that you don’t know where you end and they begin. It’s unconditional. Things can happen, really bad things, and still you love them. You forgive. You may not forget, but do forgive. Love is when you spend every waking moment and some sleeping ones thinking about this person. You want what’s best for them. You do little things and big with no thought of getting anything in return. That doesn’t mean you let them run over you, but if they love you they will feel the same.
I am at that point, I have to forgive. It’s required of me because I love this person. I am in love with her. I have never been out of love with her. She is the reason I would get up in the morning and the reason I would come home. I enjoy spending time with her, vacations, watch television or more “intimate” time.
Too many people think love is having sex. That it will fill the void within them. Nothing will fill that void except God and a loving relationship with your significant other. Trust me, I have tried. It just doesn’t work any other way.
We all make mistakes from time to time and I have made my share. I made one with her, a big one, for which I am wholeheartedly sorry and repentant. I would never make that mistake with her again. NEVER! She is too precious and too dear to me to ever risk losing over a stupid mistake again.
I don’t know what tomorrow brings. Or next year. I know where I want to be and kind of what I want to do. But as they say it takes two to tango, and I must wait upon my dance partner to decide to dance with me and only me.