Hearts Erased

How deeply we love. Everything else is pain.

Wanting it.
Not having it.
Losing it.
Lamenting it.
Swearing never again.
Then opening your heart one more time.

I am so thankful for love.

Urban Dictionaries clever definition of love is, “nature’s way of tricking people into reproducing”. Hilarity. Is it tricky? Heck ya.

I’m not even going to begin to pretend I know all that is triggered in our brains when we feel love. All those rushing neurons and the release of that sweet dopamine and whatever else is happening up there. Am I right?

Yesterday evening I purchased the engagement ring I will present my soon-to-be fiancée within a few weeks. What a feeling it is, when you’re not only madly in love but the actual process of your eternal union is happening before my very eyes!

How long I have been without love! I have never known it to be like this. She is showing me the depths of true intimacy. What joy it is to be so adored,  so respected, so unconditionally loved.

I often questioned why it is that so many people find their “one” so early in their adulthood and why I have not. But now what does it matter if I’m bordering 40 and am just now with whom my heart most desires? Whatevs. I got my ticket. I have my one true love. And she has me.

1 Corinthians 13:13 says, “And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love”.

Soon we will be one and love will triumph. There is no more to be said, only to be felt.