Two hours and fifteen minutes...
That is how long the car ride home was. Tonight I went to one of my aunt's and uncle's surprise 50th wedding anniversary. That in intself was pretty cool I must admit, as I used to visit them and the rest of the family on a regualar basis as a child. Those were such good times, but are now nothing more than distant memory that was my past. Me and my cousins all grew up without even realizing it. The past 3 years or so have been especailly brutal as far as traveling goes. Thank you Meijer.
Anyhow, on to something else. It made me think while seeing my aunt and uncle's vows being renewed that they may very well be a prime example of what "love" is all about. To dedicate that leanght of time to someone else means that you must care deeply for them under all circumstances which is absolutely amazing! Allthough I am nearly incapable of thinking that far into the future, I have been longing for someone to care for. Someone who understands what leangts I'd go to for them. Someone so important to me that the thought of them alone is eneough to send chills down my spine. I do not mean to discredit anyone who I had these feelings for at a previous time, because chances are that if I did... I always will. I will love them as I love myself and will be there for them just as I promised I would. The only problem with this is that it is very difficult to think about the good times we shared and then wonder what happend to change that. Why did it have to change?
There may never be an easy anwser to the above question which leaves a big empty hole in me. However, I need to stay positive and remember that each and every time this happens, my wounds heal up and all that remains are scars.
Anyhow, on to something else. It made me think while seeing my aunt and uncle's vows being renewed that they may very well be a prime example of what "love" is all about. To dedicate that leanght of time to someone else means that you must care deeply for them under all circumstances which is absolutely amazing! Allthough I am nearly incapable of thinking that far into the future, I have been longing for someone to care for. Someone who understands what leangts I'd go to for them. Someone so important to me that the thought of them alone is eneough to send chills down my spine. I do not mean to discredit anyone who I had these feelings for at a previous time, because chances are that if I did... I always will. I will love them as I love myself and will be there for them just as I promised I would. The only problem with this is that it is very difficult to think about the good times we shared and then wonder what happend to change that. Why did it have to change?
There may never be an easy anwser to the above question which leaves a big empty hole in me. However, I need to stay positive and remember that each and every time this happens, my wounds heal up and all that remains are scars.