What if you don’t recognize true love when it first arrives? I’ve always imagined an epic moment where souls collided, hearts erupted, dreams expanded and fireworks danced in the sky. I’ve always expected the obvious – to meet someone instantly and know they were meant to be my forever.
I’ve dreamed of this moment since hearing my mother read me my first fairy tale. It’s something my naïve heart has always thought would happen. I knew, deep down, that I would never settle for less than that life-changing moment.
But what if it doesn’t happen that way?
What if not everyone gets that type of moment? What if that’s not my destiny? But then it’s kind of scary, right? It’s scary thinking you might miss them. Maybe you already passed them. Maybe they’re the one you wouldn’t go on the second date with. Maybe it’s the one you rejected. Maybe they’re already your best friend. Or maybe they got so lost that by the time they get to you, you wouldn’t recognize them anyway.
But how sad would life be if we focused on the maybes? How unsettling would it be to live your days with that type of questioning? It would be an ill-starred waste of energy. It would be cynicism getting the best of you. We should never let maybe’s rule our ever-changing worlds. Instead, we should embrace possibilities and design opportunities.
Maybe you’re not meant for love at first sight – but what if you are?
I prefer to be the type of girl – as naïve as it sounds – to live my life with that expectation. It makes me happy to dream of just the right cosmic alignment. I look forward to looking into someone’s eyes and seeing the answer to every question I’ve ever had in my life.
Living in this type of make-believe actually feels real to me. I give myself butterflies just thinking about it, and that emotion is the muse to all the words I’ve ever written.
I’ll forever believe in a classic love that’s instantaneously familiar.
I believe in it and I regret nothing about that. Some people might call it childish dreams, say it doesn’t’ exist, or claim that our digital generation has destroyed that possibility. But I don’t agree with them.
I choose to live my life in a cloud of daydreams I know will float me through my days. I choose to exist thinking a dream will come true and not running from any sort of “maybe.” It’s so much easier to wake up every day excited because today may be the day, than telling yourself it might not be. It could very well be everything I’ve ever waited for.
They say you find love when you least expect it, though. So why would I choose to live my life this way? Because when my moment comes (and it will) it will never matter that at some point everyone thought I was crazy – because by that point, I would be. I would be, when I’m crazy in love.