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GLEE and a rambling about love

Sometimes, when I listen to songs, read books, and watch movies, I stand in awe of what passed before me. I literally will sit and ponder on whether I am witnessing truth or fiction.

I don't know if I am just a way jaded woman whose read too much stuff about romance addiction or if some of these romantic, boy falling head-over-heels for the girl could be real for some people.  And when I talk about falling head-over-heels I am talking about an exquisite, lasting love that merely began with the falling part.

Does this exist, at least in some form, in actuality? Or is it just a dream we cling to because our reality tends to depress us? Well, at least some of us.

There are a few people in my life that I believe might have this lasting love sort, but I am not an omniscient observer. I only see what everyone else sees. One of the couples I know has definitely had a seriously fair share of difficulties. Shoot, they probably still bug each other once in awhile for certain. Yet, they are friends, good friends at that. And anyone can see it. You don't have to be omniscient to realize they truly care for each other. They talk and spend time together and want the other person to reach their highest potential.  That sounds like newlyweds to me, except they have been married for almost 17 years.

What do they do that creates this sort-of-magical reality? I think it is the being friends part, not the we're young and googly eyed part that we see so much of in the over-romanticized love media surrounding us.

The problem for me has to be some missing ingredient or even worse, a hamartia that I am blind to.  I can be a good friend and have been told I am a great friend, but somehow it is not enough. Character weaknesses can take some of the blame, along with mistakes, bad-timing, miscommunication,etc.

Anyways, enough of this sloppy, self-pitying, tear-jerking talk--

What to do about all this ponderous stuff? I don't know, but maybe, in time, I will be able to figure it out and be at peace. Until then, I will continue to wrestle with what love looks like for me, try not to think too much and let myself enjoy some of the idealistic, fairy tale love accoutrements that make me smile and wish...


  1. You know what I think creates the sort-of magical reality? It's REAL love; the kind that has a third party present...God. God is that "thing" that makes a lasting, unified relationship.

    Everything that touches us, me and you,
    takes us together like a violin's bow,
    which draws ONE voice out of two separate stings.
    Upon what instrument are we two spanned?
    And what musician holds us in his hand?
    --Rainer Maria Rilke, (from the poem "Love Song"), German poet, 1875-1926

    For this kind of love, it requires TWO people clinging together and inexorably reaching for the Third. Just my two cents...

  2. I have to tell you, Melissa hit it right on the nose with her comment. I'm cosigning it. :)

  3. I have to agree with the above!

  4. I don't think anyone (except an atheist) could refute such an eloquent explanation...

  5. Beautiful post. And great comments! Looks like you have a great thing going on here!

  6. @imperfectpeople: It is a small beginning, but we have a good time over here. Thanks for stopping by!


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