Like many little girls, the moment I saw Sleeping Beauty’s Prince fighting through thorns and slaying dragons to get to her, I knew that must be one of the most wonderful feelings in the world- . . . .not only to love but to be loved to the point of someone being willing to fight for you, to save you.
I remember the first time a boy asked me out on a date- I had in mind this fairy tale evening, complete with romantic hand in hand into the setting sun. We ended up going to Applebees with two of his friends. Don’t be jealous.
I remember the first time a boy told me he wanted to be my boyfriend. My heart jumped in my chest and I felt as if I was the luckiest girl in the world.
I remember the first time my heart was broken by a boy. I felt as if the world had lost a bit of color that day. I remember thinking nothing was going to ever be as fun as it once was- I, in all my 15 year old wisdom, was convinced that I would never experience happiness again.
Relationships are a powerful force. They have caused people to do insane things. We all have an insatiable desire to experience them. A void, a thirst that we will do whatever it takes to fill. Our society has made us believe this is what our world should revolve around. When a celebrity gets a divorce or gets married, we find ourselves glued to the TV (Prince William and Kate Middleton- um, guilty, here!) or buying the magazine with them on the cover to get the inside story into what went right or wrong with such a glorious couple.
The bottom line is we were made for relationship. To feel loved and love. It is in our very DNA. But how we love and why we love has been skewed by popular culture, leaving a wake of disappointment in its path. I want to explore how we can change this. How can we raise up a generation of people who love correctly, wholly, and authentically? I want this blog to be launching point for my thoughts and ramblings based on my experience talking to those broken by and crossed in love. Let’s see what we can discover.
