most of us are familiar with the love formula presented in fairy tales. we grew up immersed in the culture of "girl in distress is rescued by handsome boy wonder who whisks her away from her problems to a beautiful castle where she is free to live happily ever after" that fairy tales promote. if i took a survey right now, i'm sure no one would describe their love story in quite those terms. actually, i doubt anyone's story would be even remotely close to the fairy tale.
my own personal love story has been disastrous! i haven't fallen in and out of love more times than i can count. i haven't had my heart broken over and over again. i haven't had a parade of men in and out of my life. to the contrary, i've only loved two men, rarely dated in my adult life and only truly been heartbroken once. but it is the lack of a love life that leads me to label the whole thing disastrous. how many adult women do you know have dated so little? don't answer that. it might be more embarrassing for me than i want to acknowledge!
but i'm not completely discouraged by the state of my love life. i mean, yeah, i would prefer to have a social calendar that includes date nights and romantic dinners as well as late night movies and lots of tv watching and video game marathons, but it's not all gloom and doom. i've come to the conclusion that despite what things look like on a day to day level, my love story is still being written.
i'd love for it to skip to the juicy parts but i am nevertheless happy that it is still being crafted each day. i don't want a fairy tale ending. i just want to be loved by the man i love, work each day to protect and grow that love, raise a healthy and happy family together and be that old couple you see walking down the street holding hands. i guess that is kind of fairy tale-ish. we're led to believe that kind of love doesn't happen anymore. i'm banking that it does and when my love story is complete, you'll see it first hand!
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