Nick picked me up in his classic Oldsmobile, can’t remember the year but it was old. When he backed out of the driveway, his car wouldn’t go into forward drive!
It was quite a scene.
So, we drove in reverse down the street for a couple of blocks before it decided it would shift into drive. All the while, “Love Hurts” was playing on the radio.
“It is better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all.” Those are the words and feelings I tried to embody after that first break up with my very first love in life. They were simple words that did soothe the pain.
Now, 35 years later, I find comfort in the words again . Yes, my heart has broken into a million pieces because what I thought was going to be a perfect partnership, turned out otherwise. LOVE HURTS!
Yes, from the place I sit today, it feels like it would be much easier to just avoid the love offerings out there. You know, just stay out of the game and sit on the sidelines so I don’t have to get bruised and burned again.
That, though, is the ultimate betrayal.
Being in a relationship that becomes deep and intimate is such a gift–a gift of learning about ourselves through those other eyes.
I have learned so much about myself this time around and now it’s time to go back to work on healing my precious Tara within. I will get back to loving myself completely before I can even attempt to love another. He simply reflected to me, like a mirror, all the ways I need to love myself more.
So, even though LOVE HURTS, I am willing–willing to love myself fully and then and only then will I want to get back on the field and play the game!!!