Shared a conversation with a dear friend a few days ago and the topic of “true love” came up. We were on opposite sides of the spectrum in our view. I’d like to preface this by saying that he & I have both gone through long term relationships that ended within the last 6 months, yet we both remain happy individuals with a positive outlook on life.
The difference in our views that day was, despite some of the heartache I have experienced, the eternal optimist in me is certain true love exists. Two people who come together who become the best of friends, who respect and understand one another, who grow with each other. It’s not all gum drops and rainbows but at the end of the day, the bond is built on trust so the love is true. His stance, as a realist, was that true love simply cannot exist between two people who are “dating” or even in marriage. It can, however, exist between parent and child and usually between siblings.
Hearing this caught me off guard because this person is an exceptionally positive person. In the moment I wasn’t able to explain my side effectively and instead I called him cynical and became a little “preachy” trying to convince him otherwise. *bad yogi*
This conversation has been on the back of my mind since and I have been trying to understand why I was a little offended that he was so steadfast in this belief even after I; in retrospect rather pathetically, explained why I believe in true love.
… and then I came across this video and saw things from his perspective. The love between a parent and their child can be the truest of loves out there.
So where does that leave me with my belief?
When something is on my mind, I become more aware of my surroundings and wait for things to come up that will help me with my train of thought. During my commute this afternoon, the MC on the radio began to read an excerpt about love and whether a “forever love” can exist, a true love, if you will. What caught my attention was when he explained that love couldn’t be forever because that would be unrealistic. Instead of forever, it would be a prolific love for as long as it is meant to be. The thought of a prolific love seemed pretty special and more realistic as well.
Maybe I was caught up in an unrealistic view of true love, so perhaps a more realistic way to look at it is connecting with a love so strong you can one day build a family where true love can grow.
Photo by Sharon Randolf