About two days ago I was sitting down enjoying my sesame noodles with chopsticks in hand. The grand finale to every good Chinese meal (for me anyway) are those great little crescent shaped treats wrapped neatly in clear plastic; the fortune cookie. Many, including myself most of the time, don't even eat the faintly sweet cookie, but go straight for whats contained inside....
My fortune told me what you see in the picture above... "The love of your life will carry you through any circumstance." and it made me think... I don't have a "love" per say. I don't have "a significant other", I'm not romantically involved in the least bit and I'm not even dating at the moment. Who then, is "the love of my life"?
Who has carried me through all the gray periods? Who has forced me to trudge on when life was falling to pieces (or so I thought it was)? Who wiped tears when I was crying and gave me words of wisdom and a good kick in the ass when I needed it? Who got me through all the woes up until this very moment in my life that I sit here staring at this computer screen?....
Besides my Mother, who is not the "love of my life"; she IS my LIFE, the one and only true love of my life would be .... well... Me.
ahem...so until "the love of my life" comes along, you know the one that's supposed to sweep me off my feet and hold doors open for me and blah blah blah...... I got my own back. :o)
moral of the story?: Love yourself before you try loving someone else...If not, you'll have a real big emotional mess on your hands. (Duh)
