Such a small word, though it's length is the only small thing about it. Love is anything but small. It has the power to take life by the throat and make unreasonable demands, which we obey because it feels right. Love cannot feel wrong because, if it feels wrong, it is not love. True love is powerful. Irrational. Overwhelming. Jet propelled. Intertwining. Frustrating. Ridiculous. Romantic.
Love is love. Is there a better way to describe it?
Earlier this week, Hub and I ended a three-day wrestling match that had nearly ruined the weekend. He flexed his muscles and I showed him my signature move. He told his side of the story and I told mine. We disagreed, disengaged, and offered empty apologies half a dozen times. It was relentless. We haven't fought like this in a long time and, now that I write about it, it seems silly.
Somewhere between work and everything else lately, we stopped spending any real time together. It all happened so quickly and naturally that we barely noticed. He wanted to go this way and I wanted to go that way. Instead of talking about it and compromising, we went opposite directions trying to cover twice as much ground. Epic fail. We were pushed two steps back for every step forward and then blamed each other. (This is part of
Eventually, mostly by chance, we managed to spend some quality time together. Laughed. Talked. Laughed again. Ate something. Enjoyed the silence. We reclaimed our "best friends" status, although we had never truly discarded it, and agreed that all we had been missing was togetherness.
It's hard to have love without togetherness -- not impossible, but hard. The word "me" becomes regular vocabulary when people start drifting apart. Hub and I both have stubborn personalities. We usually try to tone down our disagreements and simply talk, but every now and then we put on our war paint and host a full-on battle of the fittest. It ain't pretty.
All the same, I believe it's okay to argue sometimes. If there was nothing bad in love, there would be no good. No strengthening of the bond. No peace treaties or learning to be less self-consumed. No let's-hug-and-be-friends-again date nights. No leap of faith back into the arms of the one you love.
The bounding, conquering, heart-pounding leap is the best part, in my opinion.
Love = Leap
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*HUGS* i'm glad the war painting ended in peace talks & leaps of love!
ReplyDeleteI love that you share the good and the bad. It's nice to see other real relationships, because sometimes when you tell a friend that you've had a fight with your partner, they automatically assume the worst and that the relationship is doomed. Naturally, every relationship has its ups and downs and I just wish that was better understood. Fighting is not fun for sure, but it doesn't mean there's trouble in paradise. It just means you're still learning and growing :)
ReplyDeleteLoved this post! You are very right, what is a relationship without disagreements or little fights. Anybody who's married or in a relationship and says that they have never had a fight, is lying! And yes Love is a leap but it is one of the best leaps you will ever take :)
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Not getting to spend quality time together can really have a negative effect on a marriage - we went through two years of only seeing each other one or two hours a day thanks to my husband's long working hours and it was very difficult. But, as long as you recognize it and try to make the special dates together, then you'll get through it :) xo
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