First, love confuses us.

We can look it right in the
face and not recognize it.

Love can be hidden by
disagreements and bad taste in music.

Love doesn’t
always smack us in the face, but it does sneak up on

It likes to show up when we least expect it and
when we really aren’t ready for it.

Then, love excites us.

The tingly feelings in our
stomachs never go away.

We develop new ways of
thinking in which nearly all thoughts lead to love, to
those we share it with.

Love takes us by the hand and
skips around in a little circle, our hearts aflutter and
eyelids batting rapidly.

Next, usually, love scares us.

We offer our hearts to
people and trust them to care for our hearts despite
their lonely, tattered state.

“How will this ever work?”
we think.

The scars we bring with us have changed

They have shaped us into who we are and to have
that shaken up again…unthinkable.

Soon we’re convinced that we can really, truly trust
our beaten down hearts in the hands of another.

We learn to throw caution to the wind and allow
ourselves the freedom to breathe in the presence of
our love, even though the air had once escaped that
sacred space.

Love satisfies us for just a short while, after we’ve
settled down and yet before we’ve really settled

Love bores us.

We learn to identify our needs as the
needs of our loved ones and vice-versa.

We lose sight
of whom we were prior to love and we start to nest.

We start to dig a hole of self-pity and bury ourselves
beneath the soil of bitterness.

“How did everything
get so monotonous?” we ask ourselves.

Things used
to be exciting.

We used to be infatuated and now,
here we are, watching television on the couch and
peeing with the loo door open.

Love centers us.
We see the changes we’ve made
within ourselves and realize just that: we’ve done
this to ourselves.

We could have chosen anyone to
love and still transformed into a better human being
over time.

Love holds a mirror to our faces and forces
us to own our integrity and our shortcomings.

Love plants our feet on the ground and tells us, “You do

Love sometimes fails us.

Sometimes love is not
enough to push through the challenges that the
world places at our feet.

Love cannot actually melt
the rock hard ice.
However, it can warm the chilliest
heart, and it can teach a woman that a small waist
and pin straight hair are not what beauty looks like.

Beauty is the ability to love others in the way we love
ourselves: wholeheartedly.

Just some random thoughts that came to my mind….