A little over a year ago, I was coming out of an almost 4 year relationship quite abruptly. I had no clue what had happened or why, I just knew my life was turned upside down. I thought I lost the love of my life. I thought maybe it was God’s way of telling me that the love I had prayed for was still love, but it would just be the love I would share with my kids and happiness I’d have watching them grow up and eventually have kids of their own. I worked my way in acceptance that my answer to “Dear God, let me find a love that is so strong and powerful that it leaves me breathless” was not in another person, rather in the family I have.
Oh, how I couldn’t have been more wrong. However, I think accepting that it was okay to be alone and that maybe, just maybe companionship wasn’t in the cards for me, allowed me to not get caught up in whatever came by. Two and a half months after that, love walked in.
As much as I loved VDO, I realize I wasn’t really in love with him. I was in love with the possibilities, but he would have never grown into that potential because he was far too stuck in where he was. My eyes were opened.
I have never felt a love like this. I have never trusted so freely, loved so immensely, or wanted one person so much. I look back at the more painful parts of my life and I realize that I would live every single day of them again, if it meant I would get to this point with this man in my life now. We love the same and we both work the same at keeping each other happy. It is not one sided, it is surrounding. It is phenomenal. He is my rock.
I genuinely had no idea that a relationship could be like this. I didn’t really believe in soulmates…until now. I felt that way when I first met him and I feel that way now, almost 10 months later. Nothing has changed. The fire, the love, the compassion…the fact that I still get as excited to see him now when I get home from work as I did when he first moved in.
My heart is finally filled with joy.