I was born to tell you I love you.

Finding the one person we are meant to love.
Every person is born with a purpose and a plan. I think we can all agree to that at least. But so many people live their entire lives missing out on their purpose, because they waste so much precious time chasing after finding true love; at least, their idea of what true love should be. When we put our ability to be happy or sad in the hands of another person, a lover, we are setting ourselves up for failure. And failure is exactly what we will accomplish. No matter how much we get along with another human being, or how attracted to them we may be; no other person in the world holds the power to control our happiness, and should never be given that power.
I am sure I can share my personal story and while it is my own story, so many others can pick out bits and pieces of the story and relate to it, if one picks out just enough of the pieces, they can even begin to believe I am citing their own story. While we are all unique and different individuals, we all go through life much the same way. When we are young, we dream of what our lives will be like when we grow older, we imagine, with great enthusiasm, how perfect our families, our homes, and our jobs are going to be. We get a little older and begin our search for “the one.” We all go through a lot of heartbreaks in the process. While there is that rare few who meet at a young age and are divinely meant to be together their entire lives, let’s face it, we go through a lot of duds before we find our stud (or goddess)! Sometimes, we find that “one” that we believe with everything in us that is the one that will make us happy forever, and then even those “ones” can leave us crushed and devastated, and , question every choice we have ever made- right down to why did we choose vanilla ice cream instead of chocolate. The point being, a broken heart can make us question our own self worth and validity in even existing.
It does not need to be that way. It is a hard concept to grasp, because we all dream of that sweet little couple lying in the bed at the nursing home holding hands and peacefully dying together after spending a lifetime sharing a perfect and true love. Even in the knowledge that most people never have that “Notebook” (Sparks) kind of love, many people never give up faith in finding it. Those same people fail to realize that they alreay have the one person they were meant to love from birth.
So often, we go about life foregetting that we are own one constant. We are always there, we know all our secrets, we share our own dreams and fears, and we believe in ourselves. Well, we should belive in ourselves more than anyone else does, although that is not always the case. In all sincerity, we can never expect to posess the ability to love anyone else until we can learn to fully love ourselves. That makes a far easier cliche than tangible act. But, therein lies a hope, a plea, a need even for us all to seach deep within ourselves and find “the one” true love that should be regarded above all others. Now, that is certainly not to imply that we sould place ourselves on a pedestal by any means. Quite the contrary, never boastfully put yourself that high- it would make for a greater fall.
To love yourself, means more than simply being good to yourself. Take time to truly care for yourself. Feed your mind positive affirmations daily- remind yoursefl often of just how wonderful you really are; clothe your body in tenderness- not just about dwelling on physical appearance, but treat yourself with true tenderness: nurture, rest, and be active; most of all, embrace your soul for all its wonders- you are divinely and uniquely created, so put your individuality out there and be proud to show it off to the world.
It will not be an easy transition, nor will it be quick. You spent years trying to chase all the wrong people to make you happy only to be let down time and time again. Take it day by day, and give just a little more each day. Start by standing in front of the mirror and say, with purpose and sincerity, to the person staring back at you, “I was born to tell you I love you.” Soon enough, it will start to become real, and then you will know what it means to finally find “the one” person who can show you the meaning of true love.

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Sparks, Nicholas. The Notebook. New York: Warner, 1996. Print.

10,000 steps with my best friend.

Unplug and recharge. It’s a novel concept, right? I mean, we have all heard of it. Ah, the imagery that our minds conjure up when we hear those terms are the recharging and unplugging of that little piece of glass and steel life’s blood affectionately known as our smart phones. They are smart, we can do pretty much anything with them, from email contacts from around the globe, to becoming amateur-professional photographers; hell, even, surf the internet, book a hotel, buy a plane ticket, and plan an endearing itinerary to some tropical island. And, let’s not forget social media. Ah, social media. That wondrous machine that consumes huge chunks of our day, and makes us feel, somehow, validated or violated. People nowadays spend enormous amounts of their life on social media, yet, lack necessary social skills to get through a dinner party without having anxiety attacks.
Life gets crazy, chaotic, if you will. We all have so many things going on all around us at any given time on any given day. Jobs, school, homes, and family, we all have at least one of these things that keep us set on strenuous deadlines. Juggling more than a few of these can be slightly more than mind boggling. The important thing that we only need to remember, is that we have to take a time out every once in a while, for ourselves. I mean, after all, we are no good to our families, our jobs or coworkers, or anything we attempt when we are run down and ineffective. Many people refrain from putting themselves in a much needed and well-deserved time out because they feel guilty. Maybe taking a nice long soaking bath is inconvenient because the children need to be bathed first. Maybe a nice drive just listening to music does not seem like a good idea because there is a report paper due in two days. However, there must be a balance somewhere.
I was recently reminded of that myself. My daughter came to visit for a week. She had moved to Minnesota from Georgia at the beginning of the year. So, I had not seen her in a few months, and did not know how long it would be until I would have the opportunity to see her again. I had taken some time off work so that I could spend the time with her. Now, normally when I have time off work, I break up the day into chunks of time that I spend working on my homework for school and house chores. She wanted to go for a walk around my neighborhood. I agreed to tag along with her, reminding her that I had homework to work on when we returned to the house. While on the walk, she mentioned that she wanted to also drive to downtown and walk around some of the little shops and boutiques. I agreed to go, with another reminder of having homework to complete. While we were on our walk, we had a great conversation and reflected on how different life had become for each of us. And, it dawned on me. The homework was not due for several days, and she was only here for a few days. I had missed her incredibly since she left a few months earlier, and I really wanted to just focus on spending quality time with her. So, I stopped thinking about having any homework to worry over, and I just walked with my daughter. We enjoyed a nice walk around the neighborhood, and down to the lake and back. During our conversations, we laughed, and we got serious. Then we drove to town and walked around sight seeing among the quaint little boutiques. We stopped for lunch before returning home. When we got back to the house, I checked my Fitbit and noticed that I had gotten in over 10,000 steps that day. It was, ironically, the first time in weeks, that I had even gotten to 10,000 steps. Between working at a desk job, and doing school work, I rarely get to move much at all during most days. But I let everything else go that day, and I just spent the day with my daughter, my best friend. And it was worth everything. She will be leaving tomorrow to go back to Minnesota, and it will be a while before I get the chance to do that again. We must do those things, kids and grandkids grow, and they grow fast, so if you do not allow yourself the chance to just stop and take in the moments with them, the moment will be gone, and you can never get it back.
In addition to enjoying a beautiful day with my daughter, I realized, I unplugged myself from my normal routine of “have to hurries” and was able to recharge my own batteries. And, that was amazingly beautiful. I let myself off the hook, so to speak, from school or house task commitments, and just enjoyed the simplicity of a walk. The ability to have great conversation with one of the most important persons in my life, was certainly a bonus. But, leaving my phone at home, also recharging, allowed me to reflect on the simple treasures of life that I had not taken notice of in some time, such as the warmth of the sun, the cool breeze, and we talked about how green everything is. Spring has just sprung this week, and I realized, during the walk that I had not even taken notice to how everything has already come to life. The experience was soul nourishing. During the weekend while she was down, we experienced multiple obstacles that cold have stolen the joy from her visit, yet through it all, while there was an err of natural frustration and concern, ultimately, there was a calmness that engulfed us. Perhaps the time we spent on our walk, reflecting on life and the world before the events unfolded, gained us an advantage on handling the stress? Taking these moments for a timeout of our routine is something that we all need to be mindful of doing from time to time. My daughter leaves in a few hours to go back to Minnesota, and I am not sure when I will get to see her again. But, I am grateful for the few hours that we took out of everything to enjoy our 10,000 steps and focus on each other and what is most important.

 

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