I recently finished reading, "This is Me Letting You Go" by Heidi Prebe. A paragraph in the chapter titled- What They Don't Tell you About Love- really hit home, and I re-read the passage multiple times because it resonated so deeply.
They don't tell you that you'll forget to be loved. That at some point in the process of reaching and striving and growing and moving always forward in your life, you'll let love slide by the wayside. That you'll subtly forget what it's like to be touched, to be treasured, to be adored and admired by another human being with a mind and a body every bit as real as yours. They don't map out the dull, inconsolable ache that grows inside of you the longer you let yourself forget that you're desiring of love. They don't tell you that you need it like water and air and that no matter how hard you try to prove the opposite, a tiny part of you will always be the smallest bit unfulfilled without it.
In this chapter of my life I am embracing every bit of singleness. The ability to come and go as I please. No one to worry about or check in with throughout the day. Shimmying as I see fit and doing exactly what I want.
However, I know that is why the passage above resonated so deeply. In the midst of all the fun that comes with doing your own thing, there is a piece that is missing. Some days more then others I can pin point it so vividly, and then other weeks it shows up out of no where. The mindless texts and vicious cycle of online dating is excruciating. The "Peter Pan" men who seem to have overtaken Austin is growing more and more every week. We're in the dating trenches.
I will not let the thrill, butterflies, and excitement that come with dating disappear for me. I refuse to become jaded and give up, but choosing to refocus my energy on relationships that bring real value. I am ready more then ever to be touched, to be treasured, to be adored and admired by another human being with a mind and a body every bit as real as mine, and share all the amazing, crazy, and hard things with that special man. My partner in crime.
What are your thoughts? Does the excerpt strike a nerve in your soul?