Digital Cowboy

My love life didn’t turn out the way I planned it. Not yet, anyway. But it hasn’t changed my romantic view of life. Maybe that’s why so many people in my life seem to get so frustrated with me.

The Red Rocker once said:

How do I know when it’s love?
I don’t know, but it lasts forever.
How does it feel when it’s love?
It’s just something you feel together.

…

When it’s love,
Nothing’s missing.

There’s a lot of wisdom in Sammy’s searching. He’s a little confused, in general, but he’s very, very honest and he seems to sorta, kinda know what he’s looking for. (It’s interesting to note that the last line of that lyric is the best English definition of the Hebrew word “shalom” which is translated most often in the King James Bible as “peace.”)

There’s nothing missing in my life. I’ve got it all. It’s not really organized exactly the way I would like it right now, but it’s all here. That “romance” part of my life is just a matter of patience and rearranging now.

I was fortunate. I found Her. Too many people make do with what’s convenient or readily available. I was never willing to settle so I never did. She’s flawed but we all are. She’s perfect for me and perfect TO me. Isn’t that what really matters?

I judge no one else by my experience. I really, truly, honestly, cross-my-heart, just don’t. But at the same time….

How do you know when it’s love?

It lasts forever.

I’m aware that it’s possible that I’ll never hold Her again until everyone else that wants her drops dead of old age and I’m all that’s left. That’s OK by me if that’s how it has to be. It gives me a goal: I just have to outlive them all.

And that’s worst case. I’m not resigned to that.

(I know it’s early but consider this my Valentine’s Day post. I’m not going near this topic again until well after February 14.)