Picture this. You are an adult, independent and strong, on your own in the world. You go through life, just putting one foot in front of the other, and feeling satisfaction with what fills your days. Things are OK. You have no overwhelming joy, but no complaints either.
And then, out of the blue, someone comes into your life. A chance meeting, introduction by a mutual friend, getting acquainted with a fellow volunteer. It could come from somewhere really close, or through something you would never have anticipated. And suddenly, everything changes. That person starts to become the center of your existence. What a difference it makes. You know joy beyond belief.
The sky gets bluer, you walk straighter, you smile more, you pay more attention to how you look and what you wear. What’s going on? It’s scary, because you see your independence waning as your thoughts go from “me” to “us.” Sounds like the start of an affair of the heart.
What magic causes it? How do you control it or manage it? Some say you should forget about analyzing it. They wisely suggest that you simply succumb to it and enjoy the greatest pleasure that life has to offer.
I broke the rule one afternoon and decided to analyze my feelings for the love of my life. I sat back and reminisced and smiled all the way, following the trajectory of our love. This show was the result of that consideration
Mystique of Love
Sometimes I’m just sitting and doing my work, a thousand thoughts fluttering across my brain, frantically trying to capture the ideas appropriate to the moment or the project at hand. Suddenly his smile spreads across the cluttered landscape of my mind…and I have to stop and smile back.
What a warm and wonderful feeling, remembering our last moments together – and how we hate to bring them to an end, just because night beckons or responsibilities call.
Thinking about him helps me keep from reverting to the old, workaholic habits. It makes me pace myself and stop taking it all so seriously. It makes me glance at the clock to count the hours until I can see that smile in person and feel that embrace and give back and enjoy every moment of it.
I look forward to sharing my day with him. He is, after all, my best friend. We’ll talk about whatever circumstance the day has caused – physical pain, frustration, joy, success or just quiet contentment for another day’s work done.
So, THIS is what love is all about. Why didn’t somebody tell me?
P.S. Falling in love has always intrigued me. The emotions evoked, the joy experienced, when suddenly you realize that you care more about another person than you do about yourself. Awesome.