Saturday, April 17, 2010
Thousand fold Saturday
I am fortunate to be with my life's partner. I am fortunate to love and be loved. I am fortunate that we have made something out of the wreckage that alcoholism wrought. It wasn't easy. It required us to let go of what we thought a relationship was and formulate something different. And in doing so, we gained much more than we had before.
I am glad that we didn't give up on each other. I remember in graduate school there were those who told me that C and I didn't belong together. We were too different. She was too messed up. I was too structured. She was exciting. I was too captivated. And the litany of advice and negative input went on and on. Maybe we were star crossed lovers. But sometime over these years, we found a love that is based on committment. We have had our bad times. But today we recognize that we fit each other in ways that the nay sayers would not have guessed.
Love is an evolutionary process. It morphs over time. And we are fortunate that ours has morphed into something that has many hues, just like the spring leaves that delight me on this Saturday morning.