“They didn’t agree on much. In fact, they didn’t agree on anything. They fought all the time and challenged each other ever day. But despite their differences, they had one important thing in common. They were crazy about each other.”
― Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook
This, to me, is closer to reality than just being jaw dropping « in love », which is the synonym of being blind. Of course love is blind. Of course LIFE is blind. We don’t know where we are going, that’s a fact. And going there together is quite a trip… « The cripple leading the blind » a loved one used to say.
If you love someone simply because that person is handsome, gorgeous, über-nice to you, covers you with gifts, calls and text you on a daily basis, thinks you are a Phoenix, flatters you all the time in more ways than one, now that’s an easy one. That’s a BECAUSE love. You are nice to me, I love you. You have tantrums, I don’t love you anymore.
Reality is elsewhere, closer to Nicholas Sparks quote. You don’t love because… you love, period.
That type of feeling called unconditional love is the lasting one. Through thick and thin.
Recently, I went to a 70 years wedding celebration. Yes, 70 years. He is 96, she is 92. And they argued a lot, pouted a little, but faced life together. Hand in hand. As a team. Playing golf as they still do, separately. He has his friends, she has hers. Life goes on.
Maybe it’s a choice. Maybe it’s better to have a short-time huge flame than an eternal candle burning type of love.
One thing is sure: there are no rules. And it’s to each his own. And leave mine alone.