Thursday, May 12, 2005

I'll be honest

... I have been drinking a bit ... but this relates to my quantifying love as well as ... other things. I am on of "those women" I have always know that given the right person I would be one of "those women." As I was watching TV tonight I realized that even to myself I knew I was one of the women who, if he was the right person, would put everything in my life second to him. On one hand I was certainly never sure that the "right man for me" existed and so I drove my life under the assumption he didn't, but I also drove it with the understanding that should I find him my primary goal would be furthering his dreams. I wanted to do as much as I could untill the time if/when I found the man that I considered more important than me. By more important than me I don't mean that he is better connected or has more money ... but that is more important than me in my life. I knew I was in LOVE when I realized that my goals were his goals ... and there is no way to describe it better than that ... true love is insideous ... it creeps up on you slowly and you don't even realize it is happening. One day you just realize that the things you considered important have changed ... there is no "Eureka!" moment. It slowly dawns on you in the small moments ... when something feels off, wrong and you understand that it is because that other person isn't there. You feel strange without them ... and like a missing limb you have phantom pains ... too often I have gone through my day and, do to our unfortunate distance, realized that I was turning to share or confer with a person who wasn't there. I watched "Steel Magnolias" and when Julia Roberts' character died my first thought wasn't "How sad she died and her life ended." it was sadness for her husband ... because I couldn't imagine hurting him like that.

So to answer the question put to me ... Love is when you can't imagine your life without them ... Love is when you are who you knew you would be ... and I can't quantify it. There is no logical process that tells you you are in love ... you just know. I wish deeply that I had a logical answer to the qustion ... I wish I had I check list for it ... but I don't. You just KNOW. And maybe you will find that person ... maybe you wont ... but honsetly ... I don't care ... because I did.

6 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

-barfing noises and rolling eyes-

1:39 PM  
Blogger TheAmber said...

Anonymous. Care to share your name? I have a couple of guesses at who you are ... but I would like to be sure. At any rate enjoy your bitterness ... and don't roll your eyes at me.

Having emotions and caring deeply for someone doesn't stop you from "being cool" ... and just because I don't use men like kleenex anymore doesn't mean I am not fun. Guess what. Doing what I believe is right without regard for what others think is what made/makes me who I am ... it is not as simple as flying in the face of the Christian Right all the time. My life isn't about just angering people ... in fact ... that is a pretty pathetic way to live.

I would like it if the snide comments about my relationship making me "no fun" stopped ... but if they don't ... it reflects poorly on those who make them ... not me.

2:11 PM  
Blogger Di said...

Amber,
I'm concerned about your recent comment on Damn Jeanna's halfwayhouse post....

8:27 AM  
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1:01 PM  
Blogger TheAmber said...

Luke,
My only defense for the Julia Roberts movie is I HAD been drinking ;).

Di,
No worries. No babies in my near future. :) I am just excited for Jeanna and Tyler and their impending parenthood.

Lee,
Mellow ... Di was just making a little joke about my "BABY BABY BABY" comment on the HwH blog ... she is NOT concerned that I am in a serious relationship. Don't be so defensive honey. It is OK

1:23 PM  
Blogger Di said...

No, Lee, it's fine. I am not one of those people who thinks Amber is no fun anymore. If I was/am concerned about her relationship with you, it's only because I care about her!

That sounds so lame and cliche, but Amber you know me and understand.

3:47 PM  

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