As the old sage goes, “with age comes wisdom.” But how is it that the older we get, the more experience we obtain, and the more people we come across, the less clear it becomes?
It’s trying to decipher how it makes out that the older we get, the more inclined we are to want a committed romantic relationship. As we get older, we understand more and more about ourselves, the world around us, what we want and don’t want. We build expectations and standards in the missing space where romantic love is supposed to go. So we spend all this time filling this void, subsequently making it harder and harder to budge and compromise on the very things we spent so much time building.
Take all of this, and add on the fact that we’re holding on to the very one thing that has been bruised, broken, and taken advantage of so many time before – our own hearts. So if with age comes wisdom, at what point does it become our own fault for a broken heart? Fool me once, shame on me. Fool me twice… You know how the rest goes.
We protect our hearts so robustly, because after a while, we figure out that after all is said and done, no one is going to be there to pick up the pieces but us. People come, and people go. And we are responsible for what we decide to do after they go. We learn this lesson the hard way.
Falling down is the easy part, but it’s the getting up that defines the heart. Somewhere along the line, it starts making more sense to take just take full accountability ourselves. So this is where the balancing act comes into play, stop looking for love, but don’t stop putting yourself out there.
Love recklessly, but protect your heart. Take chances, but watch your step. Love hard, but don’t let anything or anyone take advantage of you. If anyone can master this balancing act on the trapeze of finding a romantic relationship, do tell. So far, I don’t think anyone truly has.
All this being said, in a roundabout way, the ultimate truth may be that the one thing that can save us, is the very thing that hurt us in the first place. Love.