Ready For Love
I have always been ready for love even when I wasn’t as prepared as I would have liked to be. I desired love to fill the empty parts of me without me doing the work of pouring into my own vessel. I was actually incomplete when I met my wife many suns ago. I didn’t realize that wanting something doesn’t necessarily mean that you deserve it. I wanted something that I had not given myself. The nerve of me right? All fractured + frantic for someone not understanding the work that it really required.
As I grow in love I reflect back often. Not to live in my past but to better write my future. Interestingly enough just as I met my wife ill-prepared for the journey, so was she. We have learned to put the needs of ourselves above one another + the needs of the relationship directly after ours. Often when we are laying in bed we speak of how we wish our mothers would have fought for love. We craved to see someone take care of them when the weight of the world + mothering became insurmountable. Love has a way of shouldering the most heaviest things as if they don’t exist. So as we navigate our love, we pay homage to women who were ready for love but lacked the tools to sustain it.