for some reason or another I have been thinking a lot lately about the only time I've loved with all i had and got my heart broken. the famous saying "better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all" floats in and out of my mind. my opinion: in a lifetime, yes. make a habit of it, no.
thankfully this time in my life over two years ago now has been used to shape me into the person i am today. just this afternoon, again pondering this topic, for this first time my amazing friends stuck out more than anything.
after my hysterical reaction to the break-up, my greatest friends were merely an arms length away. the day following a couple friends drove all the way to iowa city from ames to spend a couple hours, either later that night or that weekend my roommates set up a special time for affirmation, spa treatment, and cake & wine (not a recommended combination). it seems crazy to me that i lost my best friend in a matter of minutes but that all along i had several best friends waiting for me.
not only does this bring to my heart a feeling of extreme gratitude but also a desire to be that kind of friend. i want so badly to love wholly and selflessly again instead of protecting myself with a wall between myself and the rest of the world.
i have no idea where to begin but i am willing to try.
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