![]() | Okay, this is partially in response to my dear friend Jarrod's recent blog in which he discusses love. Here are my thoughts on the subject. You are falling without remembering stumbling, You come out of you shell so to speak, but not until the exact moment that you are blinded by the exquisite brightness do you realize that you have been previosly engulfed by darkness. Colors are more vibrant, your senses are sharpened. And you are so unexplicably happy, that it it scary. For me that is what falling in love is like. Here you are just bee-bopping along, loving life, doing the work thing and then BAM! you are in it. Not sure how you got there, but it is sooo great! The unfortunate thing is that a lot of people don't even realize they are in love until it is gone. Poor saps, you have to feel sorry for them, not even getting to appreciate it. I read once that statistically people think that they are "in love" 13 times before they actually find "the one." Let me be the Master of the Obvious for just a second here but that means 13 heartbreaks, 13! That is like touching an iron just to see if it is hot; You know there is damn good possibly you will get burned, but you do it anyway just to see? Insanity!!! So this is usually how it goes, you meet somebody, you are immiediately attracted to them and your first thought is "Okay he's/she's cute, but what is wrong with them." So somewhere in your acquaintance you discover how much you have in common and how funny the other person is until it becomes just the two of you, two peas in a pod if you will, against all the wackos, and freaks in this world. So naturally you share yourself. You reveal your hopes and dreams You tell him/her about your family. You make them meet your friends (only partly to get their approval) You go places together, have amazing sex (73% of women polled said that the sex they are having right now is the best they have ever had.) and they reciprocate. Basically you invite someone else into your world. So here you are floating in enamoured bliss when uh-oh something goes wrong, and the more you try to fix it, the worse it gets. So what do you do? You do not want to lose this love, so you grab on with both hand and frantically pull it back to you. You are convinced that you can control it, if you try hard enough. Possibly you are one of those people who choose not to acknowledge the problem in hopes that it will just go away. But it is lost. So when your lover escapes, OOPS I mean leaves, they take with them, that emotional, physical, or spirtual part of you that you gave them. I think that is the "broken" part. So now you have this void inside of you that you have to fill. The most popular method is to fill it with Tequila or your favorite booze at least for a couple days. You promise yourself that you will not be stupid anymore, that you will get through this. you surround yourself with the people who have always loved you the most, family and friends. And so you begin to heal. You are at a point now that you have have replaced all the bitterness and hate of your broken relationship with hope and resolve. You aren't broken anymore, so what do you do, you go and find love again. Sounds crazy right? Each time that your heart gets broken and your realionship fails you change. Each time you become a new person, one who is ready for a different kind of realtionship. You teach yourself to be more cautious, to ask more, reveal less. You are smarter, wiser with new tricks. You are slowly, painfully becoming the person that you need to be when you find "the one." The unfortunate thing is that each new lover has to pay for the old lovers mistakes, but that is the price you pay in love. All of the pain, the tears, the booze, the mistakes, one night stands and bad breakups are the "Broken Road." The Broken Road, that scary winding path that you travel to find by accident or mishap the one person that you are meant to be with. Weary traveler, don't despair. When your heart is broken and you feel that there is no hope, just remember that you are almost there. Just around the next bend or over the next hill, you will find it, or it will find you. Does it really take 13 times? I hope not, I am sure it is less for some and more for others. Just know that it IS out there. Don't settle, don't put up with love. I've always said that I would rather have I love I couldn't live without than one I could stand to live with. SO, with that said, I guess i should kick the tires and light the fires cause it looks like it is gonna be a long bumpy ride. |
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
13 heartbreaks and the Broken Road
July 26, 2006
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