I was so sure about love when I was younger, confident that I would find it and live happily ever after. I am living happily ever after and I have loved – or what I think love is, but for me, love for someone outside of my blood relatives, seems to fall more into a series of monogamous relationships – it’s never been that “one true love” or soul mate for me.
That self assuredness that I had as a young adult seems to have dissolved. Now, yes I am confident in myself, I know who I am, but I sure as heck don’t have a clue what ‘real love’ is supposed to feel like. I question my ability now to love completely and unconditionally (as I love my children). Will it ever happen?