So I finally got around to watching the movie "Up" last night. It.was.amazing.
The story is so heartfelt and sad and great all at the same time. A story about great love, great loss and moving on. It wasn't the movie I was expecting at all.
It's an image of how I always imagined love. Granted it didn't show the bad times, but it shows what I expect. Each of them caring for one another, getting through the tough times and the good times together. I loved the end when he realizes she didn't die longing for her adventure because she saw her life as an adventure with him.
I know it's out there, I know he's waiting for me as much as I am waiting for him. I know he'll love me for who I am, he'll make me feel loved and comfortable and fill me with the love I've waited for.
I'll be honest in saying I'm a bit disgruntle that he's missed out on the last 33 years and won't know what I've gone through to get to this point, and vise versa. I hate to think that there is so much of my life I'm not able to experience with him, but that will make the experiences we share that much better.
I've not given up on love, I know it's there, I guess I'm just not ready for it yet. I don't need someone to make me complete, I don't need "a better half" I am whole all by myself. I don't need him to survive, I don't need him for me to enjoy life, but it would sure be nice to share it with him. I find moments with my friends priceless and I wouldn't trade them for anything, I just wish I had someone to share them with. I'm far from being alone, but it doesn't always stop the lonliness. I love my life, so much so that I just want to share it with him.
So when he's ready and I find myself ready, we'll find each other. It's my hope, it's my dream, it's my belief. I'm a good person, I'm lovable and I have a lot of love to give.
Patience young grasshopper, patience.
I said nothing about having patience. ;)