Love hurts, or so they say. But it’s fear that really does the damage. And insecure thinking run riot. And the ‘wanting to control’ that comes from that ‘small place’. But love is always the answer, love is never wrong… it must be love!
[Last updated: June, 2016 – post summary]
It Must Be Love – An Introduction
What follows are some thoughts about love – it must be love! – that I first wrote in September, 2013…
“Everything’s going to be alright!” She said to me. Or was it me that did the speaking to her, I forget.
We said these words to each other at the beginning, middle, and end of our relationship – a relationship of promise; a relationship of struggle, frustration and despair; a relationship of potential. “Everything’s going to be alright.”
I even told her the same – this woman I loved with all my heart and soul; this woman I wanted to be my wife, my life-partner; this woman whose father I’d asked for her hand in marriage a few months earlier – I even told her the same on Sept. 11th 2013, when we met for the final time to NOT talk about the new man in her life.
“Everything’s going to be alright!”
Fact is, no matter what you or I think, everything IS going to be alright. Everything IS alright. Everything IS.
(A musical interlude: It Must Be Love by Labi Siffre…)
Love What Is…
Yeah, this is going to be one of those personal blog posts, folks, where I wax spiritual about love, love, love…
Actually, not really. I just want to talk to you about life – your life and my life – and tell you, seriously, everything is going to be alright.
- NOT because everything is going to go your way
– it isn’t
- NOT because your heart is never going to get
broken again – it might do
- NOT because life doesn’t have some ‘nasty’
surprises in store for you – she most likely has
Everything is going to be alright because, despite all of the above, you WILL be okay, you are okay – you will survive, you will grow.
Ultimately, and not to get too spiritual-babble about this, YOU ARE.
So, everything is going to be alRight with me and this Woman who have (sadly, for both of us) parted ways. I may never see her again [I did!], we may never share laughter and smiles and energy together, but everything is still going to be alright.
I love her. She loves me. And that is enough.
Yes, my heart is broken. Yes, I grieve. Yes, I feel anger sometimes too. But…