Welcome to Living in Atlanta: Love Never Fails

Welcome to Living in Atlanta: Love Never Fails: For the woman who is asking herself if she made the right decision – the answer is…yes, you did.  For the woman who is asking are my...





 

Love Never Fails

For the woman who is asking herself if she made the right decision – the answer is…yes, you did.  For the woman who is asking are my children going to be okay? – the answer is…yes, they are.  For the woman who wonders what her family thinks about her? – they see your strength thru your tears.  For the woman who wonders will love ever come to me again? – my dear, love never fails

Often, when a marriage or a relationship ends one hears the phrase “they fell out of love”.  That phrase sounds elusive as if something you never really had was lost.  It’s as if you had it, but you let it go…you failed to keep it alive.  I used to think that I failed at love, I ended relationships and even ended a marriage, and all those feelings came upon me at once and stayed with me along time after. I had thoughts like: will my divorce somehow cripple my daughter emotionally if she didn’t have the two-parent upbringing like I did?  Am I putting undue worry on my family now that I’m a single parent?  Did I do this love thing right?  What did I miss, didn’t see, where did I fail?  

I settled into single parenthood and started doing the best I could, pulling from the greatest examples I know, my parents.  Also, I stopped taking the responsibility upon myself as if only I was responsible for this nonfeasance. I grew strong and a little wiser with each experience. I fell down and got back up again, eventually I hit my grown-woman stride.

While shopping one Saturday afternoon, in one of my favorite stores home décor section, I saw a wall plaque which read LOVE NEVER FAILS.  Those words were no surprise for me they were taken from a scripture in the bible which I have read time and time again.  This scripture is recited at wedding ceremonies as the attributes of love are described to the bride and groom as a moral guideline for the treatment of each other.  But then it dawned on me that if loves never fails, then love can never leave, it can never die and you will never be without it.  It also occurred to me that we have personalized love so much so that when the person standing in front of us is no longer standing there, we feel like love has failed us.  It occurred to me that we love in pieces.

Don’t get me wrong, I am not making light of breakups…they hurt.  I am not saying that you shouldn’t be disappointed, angry, cry when a breakup occurs, the can’t eat, can’t sleep can’t function thing happens, it’s okay.  Take your time and breathe.   I’m saying that if you begin to look at your entire life as love, and not compartmentalize it, not attaching ownership to it, you will begin to see love in its totality and not its individuality.  It is through that you can then begin to learn the difference between what has ended, and what has simply changed. 

Until next time my lovelies, always remember, “there’s only love”!

Peace and blessings,

Phaedra