Love and its too often terrible timing...

Ever had that feeling that you want to preserve something for later because you just aren’t ready for it? You know it’s perfect, it’s real and it’s there…but you’d destroy it if you touched it. I have a great friend whom I adore, going through a break-up that couldn’t be less perfect.

Allow me to explain: Break-ups are NEVER easy. One heart usually left more hurt than the other, but both usually ache. What I like to call a “mature break-up”, the cleanest of it’s kind, is when two people realize that there is no moving forward, no new barriers to break though, no new flowers to watch grow. This is when two people know deep down, hearing that Oprah-like voice inside (ahem, Ladies you know what I’m referring to.) that they simply are not meant to be. Reaching this decision is never easy; it is like a cocoon that grows inside of you… it tells you something is off, something is wrong, something is missing. It is only when this cocoon becomes a butterfly that we are fully realized and ready to make your feelings known.  

I’m not sure what part is harder, accepting that the love you worked at is no longer workable, or telling that person that as hard as you both worked, there will be no happy ending. What happens when the person you are breaking this news to…fully agrees? You’d think it would be a handshake, a hug, a thank-you-for-your-time kind of parting….no, it’s even more cathartic. What do we do? Pop open a bottle of wine, share the memories, the laughter, the fights, the drunken nights (my personal favs.) and suddenly, the sadness creeps in. “We had good times together huh?” Then your mind (or the wine) makes you think for one split second that MAYBE it can work again? Maybe we should try again? No! You’ve made your decision; you know what is right…go peacefully into the quiet night.

I raise my glass to those strong enough to follow the right path, to know themselves well enough to understand the difference between good company and real love. May we always be able to make that distinction in life.

Cheers,

-OneLove