An ode to love
An ode to love. I made a note of these four words last weekend after one of my dear sisters called me with the news that she is engaged. Finally a silver lining after quite a few intense years for my sister and her love. Losing three parents together in two years; you wouldn't wish that on anyone, but it happened to them. All because of one damn disease. This duo, I’m in awe of them. And by the way, my apologies for the excessive use of the English language, but in this I can express myself just a bit better in many ways.
I always say that the most romantic love story comes from my own parents, but of course I am biased. Every story is beautiful. However, for someone with an insane amount of love for exploring the world, a story where two people decide to build a life traveling the world together is just incredible, right? That has also ensured that I had a very special childhood for which I will be forever grateful.
And when I look at both my sisters in terms of love, I have proof that true love still exists. In an era where it apparently is out of fashion to stay together and where dating is just not what it used to be, it makes me happy to see that those who are dearest to me are very happy.
Of course, I also write a lot about all the advantages of single life; there are quite a few. I can now honestly say how glad I am that my previous relationship didn't work out. It took some time before I could admit that openly, because before it absolutely didn't feel that way. It felt like a defeat, more along the lines of: why is it working for the rest of my family but not for me to find someone who really wants to go all in for me and who doesn't doubt me. Who understands that a relationship is not just rainbows and sunshine, but that sometimes you have to go through very deep valleys? That breakup really caused an immense dent in my self-confidence. But luckily I can say: thank god it happened, cause it helped me change my perception of what real love is.
Love is unconditional. It’s madness. It’s messy. It’s passion, lust and appreciation. And above all, it’s f*ing hard. But guys, it’s so worth it. So, dear family of mine, how happy I am that you have found that love. Now it’s my turn.
