One of my girlfriends is moving in with her man in a couple of weeks. She is so excited about it. I remember that feeling, although it feels like forever ago. I remember saying to Shaun at the time that we have to hold onto it because it may well be the last time either of us gets to experience it. And it would seem that I was right.
I don’t mean to say that relationships lose any of their energy or beauty, they just lose some of that wow-I’m-walking-on-air-and-look-how-beautiful-the-whole-world-is feeling and get more of a I’m-well-loved-and-protected one.
We spend our developing years learning that we should be looking for a partner to spend out lives with. We watch our parents do it. They teach us about love and monogamy. Books and movies tell us that there is one person out there that is perfect for us and that we need to find them.
I feel blessed to have found mine, but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t just a bit jealous of my friend and the fire that is in her life right now. No matter how much you try and recreate that with someone, I’m just not sure that it’s possible. Once you know someone as well as you know yourself, it’s more like watching the fire from the rug.
Still, there’s nothing like feeling the warmth without being scared of getting burned.