Thoughts on Love

Blog after blog: i'm going to start doing this more...i need to keep writing. un-finish and repeat. So many blogs have sputtered out with that as the theme of their last, distantly spaced entires...like mine. Only it's not that inspiration has not been forthcoming, oh no, life is more colorful and interesting than ever.

Budgies still chew up my books and I still chase them around the house with a riding crop, so on that front not much has changed. However if you shrunk yourself down really really small and had a really really small submarine built that could navigate the human heart--i mean, pretty small here, you might notice a lot of unusual fluttering , melting, and swooning. If you could get inside you'd be amazed at how it's far vaster than the actual dimensions of its surface. There is so much love squeezed into every corner, crack, and crevice that I'm nearly completely sure you'd never reach the end of all that love. It's like some sort of inverted black hole the just keeps spewing out light from a source of infinite density. I am so sure that I want to love this person for the rest of my life and I am so eagar to begin that life, for every second apart seems a stolen moment, lost time on something more precious, more essential than air. I've fallen in passionate explosive ardent love with a good man.

I hate this part. Call me crazy like when I tell you that H1N1 is gonna kick our asses this year. Don't believe me because we've only been in love for a few moons. We are ready I tell you. Why praise his integrity, his genuine optimism? Why marvel at the multitudes of shared virtues after shared virtues, habits and goals we both keenly strive for? Why justify my reason for living? Why deny the love that I think was waiting for me all my life, for just this moment, with just this man? I'm cutting the ties, I'm embracing the Now. I'm in love love love and I feel more alive than ever before!!

i'm so hopeful that I will love this creature til all the days of my life are gone-- that with his love I will live the best possible life I can--that together we shall build a life as rich in happiness and fulfillment as any two creatures on this earth have ever realized. I join the ranks this summer, 2009, the Prophesied Summer of Love, of every human being that comes into the fullness of love, of people who believe that the greatest possible fulfillment is to live a life rich in experience and love, and to carve out a home, and have children and then watch your children's children grow up a little and die old and happy knowing you wouldn't change a thing.

Wanderer, yes I am. But not a lone one anymore. My story to tell in 5 decades, begins here on the first page of the story of the love of my life .