Happily ever after and the idea that it comes with finding true love’s first kiss and maintained through the purchase of cards and gifts on holidays made big by the push of sales from a greeting card company is ridiculous. True love wrapped in a box. I mean if it’s love, it’s just love, so it stands to reason that “True Love” is love in any form. So why do we keep hanging our hearts on the line waiting for “TRUE” love, when in fact, it’s all around us. The love we have for our families, our dog, cat, for our Gods, our friends, love is everywhere if you just look for it.
In the overly romantic sense of the phrase, true love is defined in one’s imagination in the same category as “happily ever after”. Both of them simply phrases put in our brain by a society of controlling, egotistical, money hungry executives and story tellers that do nothing but make people suicidal.
Do I believe in fairy tales and happily ever after? Of course I do, I was trained to, just like I believe in Santa and the tooth fairy. It’s a state of mind, of complete total bliss, that for most seems to be only a fleeting moment in time. Or at least that’s been my luck. Twice divorced, countless engagements and empty promises, and many sleepless lonely nights have been my fate thus far. Perhaps this is my happily ever after. I broke free from the bondage that is marriage, and now I’m free to be whom and what I want; to be with whomever I choose whenever I choose him, or her for that matter. So if this is happily ever after, I hope it doesn’t last forever, cuz the nights of need seem to be getting closer and closer together.
I believe that under the right circumstances, just about any 2 individuals could fall in love and indeed live happily ever after. Or maybe that’s just my insanely insecure inner voice trying to give me hope that someday it might happen for me, true love that is, if there is such a thing. Who knows…? I do know that happily ever after isn’t going to happen on this plane of existence, so I try not to stress over it too much. I can only hope that someday I find that thing that lies behind the phrase true love, whether he be someone made by my creator just for me, or just someone I can see myself growing old with that happened to be in the right place at the right time. But until then, for all of us alone again on a Friday night thinking life isn’t worth living unless you’re in someone’s arms… Forget beating yourself up over someone else’s idea of true love, instead, work on making the love you already have, the one that IS your reality and take care of yourself first because you were meant to enjoy and share it.
In order to love someone else, you must learn to love yourself first!
…Amanda Rose
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