Love Notes

Is it just me or have I suddenly become everyone's favorite love counselor? Perhaps Joe D'Mango's direct line is busy, but what gives? Tonight yet another friend poured out his sentiments on love, past and present, and how he's so giddy about this new relationship etcetera etcetera. The last several days weren't any different - I've listened (very willingly actually) to more than a few tales of love lost and found and forgotten from a number of friends. And because of the confidences I keep, I won't go into any details about their love lives (or lack thereof). But then again, there's nothing that's keeping me from talking about mine (my baby bro Ryan is probably sitting at the edge of his seat at this point, because he'll soon be getting the long-awaited scoop...).

So let me talk about the one that I love.

He's pursued me for quite some time, and I finally gave in after his persistence. He hung around even when he wasn't welcome, and his patience paid off. Despite my "strong" personality and my brief foray into feminism, I still believe that the man should take the initiative and make the first move. And he sure did. Man, did he give chase!

I let him take the lead, because he in fact leads our relationship. Although sometimes it's hard, I submit to his leadership and direction...although I know perfectly well how to drive, I let him take over the wheel.

He knows everything about who I am, my past, my present, and what I want for my future. He knows about all the times I've stumbled and fallen flat on my face and made a fool of myself, and yet loves me still.

He forgives me for all the wrong I've caused him...he might be upset when I slip up and hurt him but his arms are always wide open once I start running back in his direction.

He knows everything I like, love, and aspire for, and will sometimes surprise me with the desires of my heart.

I can talk to him like no one else on earth. For hours on end. Or be with him in the stillest silence. Both situations are equally good.

He always puts me first, before himself. He doesn't have to, but because he loves me, he does.

He loves everyone I love - my family, my friends, my 74-year old pug...(RIP)

He loves me for what I am, warts and all. And I love him. Because I love him, I want to be what he would want me to be.

He's a Math genius. And He's the only other person who knows every other single thing - all the "essentials" and "preferences" and "non-negotiables" I'm looking for in a lifetime partner. It's a long list, but He's memorized it by heart. And is checking it twice...because He's preparing the "one."

He is my God. But He also loves me through others, and most importantly, through the only "other" I shall be blessed to love and cherish for the rest of my days...whoever he may reveal himself to be!

I love YOU, Lord, like I love no other. May that "other" always know and acknowledge that, and love you the same way :-)