True Love
August 21, 2020
Journal Entry
I don’t really fall in love anymore. I meet a man, get to know him, then end up loving him. It’s not the same kind of love — it’s not the happily ever after kind of love. It’s a love borne from a deep affinity and appreciation of the other person. It’s not a controlling kind of love. It’s not a love that expects anything in return.
I maintain falling in love is its own reward. But now I think not falling in love, but having the capacity to love, as unconditionally as humanly possible, is the most rewarding of all experiences. And to love without expecting anything in return is the most freeing of life’s experiences.
It took me decades to get to this place, but I’m so happy I finally arrived. No longer needing a partner is such a tremendous relief. Yes, I’d love to find one, but it has to be the right one. Not perfect, just right for me. And if he never comes around, that’s fine too.
My life is filled with incredible men and women, who love and support me, who stick by me no matter what. It’s really all I could ever ask for.
