Jul 08, 2009 11:28
I had a minor breakdown last year. As I reflected on my previous relationships and thought about my new concept of “love” I couldn’t help but to feel that I had become a cynic. I’ve never whole-heartedly ascribed to the idea of soul mates, but I’ll admit that I didn’t discard it. There was always the little girl in me that wanted to believe in the fairytale love. I wanted to know that fate would bring me together with my other half. But last year I threw out the soul mate card and fooled myself into believing that I had become a cynic of love.
But today, as I reflect on my relationship I realize that I’m not a cynic or a realist or any other off-putting term. As I get older and as I fall in and out of love, my notion of love is changing-el amor, como la moral, es un asunto de tiempo, dice Marquez. I now know that there is not just one person out there for me, which seems to me to be a much more optimistic perspective than the alternative. I love Nicelio and I’ve loved people before him. Furthermore, I know that it is possible to fall in love with someone else. Just as it is possible for him to fall in love with someone else. But we have chosen to be with each other. Choosing to be together is more romantic and more encouraging than handing over the fate of our relationship to some higher love gods. To choose means that we recognize the full implications of our being together. To choose means that we find our chemistry, passion and overall relationship better than any alternative.
love