
As winter is coming to an end and spring is in bloom love is in the air, literally as nature is doing her job. For real though love has been the topic around this parts lately as my Brother-in-law is finding the love of his life my brother is losing his.
It got me to thinking about my own experiences with love, this time I am witnessing the miracle more removed so I have a better view of this mysterious four letter word that has built nations and brought down empires.
My brother recently lost his GF of 3 years and is having an extremely difficult time getting over the lost, as his sister I try to be as supportive as possible and as a person who has been there and done that I know that the pain of your first love lost will subside. Yet how do you make him understand it as he is living it, extremely frustating to watch, I would imagine thats how it would feel if one of your loved one was shot and bleeding to death as you stood around helplessly trying to stem the bleeding. No matter what you say or what you do it isnt enough. He simply has to go through the motions and pain and hopefully come out better strong and smarter because of it.
On the other note my brother-in-law in Dubai has found his future other half, as there is no real premarital dating in his culture its so exciting to witness this new found courtship even more exciting to be a part of it . The initial period of doubt and shyness, the uncomfortable silences,the phone calls and emails back and forth between both parties as each is tryign to decipher the other ones feelings. His fiance has made it her business to be very close to me, smart move on her part as I am very close to my husbands brothers. I feel as if I am witnessing a miracle as I know the union of these two souls will contribute not only to our society but to our survival as a species ( weird huh).
Love lost and Love born I have been on both sides of the coin and I have to say that finding that person which calms your soul and brings out the best in you is a hard and complicated venture. Each culture thinks they have the upper hand in the best way to do it with the least amout of losses. Yet I think that losses are a necessary hardship. Those losses are what helps us appreciate much more our value as a human and their value as our spouses.
Peace, Love, and Chicken grease.