I want to grow old

Sitting in the hospital waiting room, waiting for a friend of mine while she is having a procedure done.   I brought books, my phone charger, coffee, earphones, I came ready to entertain myself for the next few hours.  Little did I know that sitting across from me would be a family that would warm my heart, bring tears to my eyes and fill me full of love for strangers that I'll never see again.   An elderly couple in their late 80s, sitting with their son who showed such love and respect.  A husband and wife who I'm sure have seen many sad and difficult times as well as many more happy, joyful moments.  A partnership of love.

I used to want someone to take care of me, to be my strength and life, now I understand how unhealthy that really is.  I saw it as romantic and a fairytale love yet as I grow stronger and grow more confident in my own skin I get it, I see what is truly healthy and what real love is.    It's a partnership, equals in love and life.

There will be moments when one needs to lean on and allow the other to shoulder the weight, times when we need to be the strong one and times when we need to submit to needing the other.   Life is full of these moments and in those times, our partners, our family, our friends will be there for us and us for them.   That is what health, happiness and strength looks like.

I want that, I don't deny it, I don't beat around the bush, I want a partner to share my life with, all of it.   I will, when the time is right, when the universe knows I'm ready, have it.   I will grow old with someone, share the ups and downs, the laughs and tears, our hopes and dreams.  Until then, I will look at others with eyes that are open to their joy, I will quietly celebrate their love and know in my heart that my time is near.

Love lots n lots.  

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