LOVE-might be a stray eyelash...

I have a friend- Like most of my friends, she is someone I work with. She is young, smart, witty, and seemingly has her life together. The epitome of the "independent woman". She is the type of person who's life alone, seems whole. With such a dynamic and magnetic personality, you could never imagine a man who could complete her... fill her up... be anywhere on or around the same level as her.

YET- Such a man exists. To hear her talk about her husband is like hearing the equivalent of ancient love poems or Shakespearean sonnets. Her voice raises an octave, her face flushes and her body softens in a way that seems she might crumple to the ground in a heaping mess of adoration. Ive never heard her utter a single negative word about him, nor him, about her. They are supportive. They are compassionate. They truly LOVE each other.

Tonight, I was blessed to be able to have dinner with them. We sat and ate crepes and drank cheap beer at a 'hole in the wall' french cafe under a freeway overpass. In the dimness of garishly painted red walls, i witnessed them together. Though never a disgusting display of affection, their love for each other is plain, and always evident.

They carry on conversations in an independent way- they didn't even sit next to each other. (though i believe this was a valiant attempt to ease me into not feeling like the dreaded "third wheel") Never the less, their love enveloped our table.

Its interesting... to witness this, to observe two peoples deep, tender, ineffable feelings of affection toward each other. It makes me think and reflect about my own relationships -what was wrong? -what was right? It makes me think to the future -what is important? valuable? authentic?

What is next?

I thought about the present... where I am at right now... the person who fills up my thoughts... the notion that things change... people change... the thought that we may never have the chance to be this couple, and the realization that...
Ill... be .... ok.

These are the thoughts of growth. These are the thoughts of peace.

This is inspired.

As I witnessed my friend blow a stray eyelash from her husbands cheek, and kiss him on the nose... I felt strangely connected to these two people. I felt wrapped in their intimacy - inspired by their connectedness - encouraged that love like this exists.

THIS is a true reflection of humanity- not the hate, greed, violence, cynicism that consumes our media and our point of views. THIS is why we are here. To tear ourselves open to another person in this way and then let God sew us together- solidifying what is right about being human.

We are messy and broken and truly NEVER perfect. Although, with love we can get pretty damn close. ♡.