I found this quote online the other morning and it touched me, because it speaks the truth. A true love is never a straight road. It’s a never-ending battle. It is chaotic and often bruises the heart.
Love changes us, molds us. We learn from love. Forgiveness is born from love, and so is pain and worry and loss. Love teaches patience. it gives us wisdom, but it isn’t always clear. Love gives us a picture of our desires. It can lead us to joys we have never known.
Love is hard. It’s worry and tears. It is heartache. It’s sleepless nights. It is a constant pounding of the chest.
Love is a puzzle that never gets finished. Even as we find the last piece, something comes along to knock part of it on the floor.
Love is a growing up. We wind through tribulations and then discover our strength, our gifts. It makes us strong, but is also bring us to our knees.
Love is new. Love is old. Fighting for love is a struggle. We claw. We brawl. We step back. We embrace. We disagree. We’re silent. We start all over.
Love is trusting the unknown. It is believing there is hope, even when the darkness permeates our souls.
Love is letting go. Love is hanging on. Love is our destiny.