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To Love Is To Live & To Live Is To Love



The course of true love never did run smooth. ~William Shakespeare 

I read an article recently about meeting the love of our life and not getting to keep them. Has this happened to you? Love like this often happens to the characters in my stories. Sometimes they get the happy ending, but it takes several books to get there. Other times, no happy ending, not even a fleeting chance. Why do I do this? Simple. I am emulating real life. Let me explain.

I think loving more than one person is healthy. I believe everyone has that one person in the world they were meant to find. Maybe you get to keep them forever. Maybe you get only a small amount of time with them. Either way, you learn a great deal about love and yourself. They teach you and you teach them. If you are lucky enough to be one of those to experience earth shattering love, my heart is happy for you. I have had that breathtaking experience. Sadly, that passionate and young relationship ended in a fiery pit of teenage doom. Most of us have been there right?

The funny thing is I have never forgotten about that person. We are actually good friends now. Both of us are living completely different lives and both of us are grateful for the experience we were to one another. 

I have never known a love like that since. I don’t want to. 

Now? Now I am married and love my husband more than I could ever imagine possible. He is the father of my child and we were literally made for one another. Through the good times and the bad there isn’t anyone else I would want in my corner or by my side. He is my best friend. Bonus, he understands all my crazy. 

What I am trying to say is that each love experience is different. While you might have had the greatest love of your life and then it went away, that is okay. Quite simply, that’s life. Sometimes the greatest love of our lives isn’t the person we are destined to be with and have the happily ever after. We find them, love them, and learn so much. We learn about love, obviously, but not just to another person. We also learn to love ourselves. We learn to weather the storms and cherish the simple pleasures real love can bring. 

We learn that life goes on.

Love isn't always easy and it takes work.

That love conquers hate.

And most of all we learn to live. 

xoxo
Bonnie Rae

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