I have a few friends at the beginning stages of new love as well as friends that are old hats.
I have friends that have been single so long that I worried they had grown mean (like me), yet, in the last year or so, many of them have jumped heart first into love. I see these people and it excites me that their goofy smiles are so readily available and their love for their new person is out loud and proud. They have thrilled me with their cuteness and how they have included children, dogs and cats into their relationships. Now that is a future in the making.
I also love to see people who are in long-term relationships. People who post things like “So and so has been gone all week, man, I’d be nowhere without my so and so.” I love to see my friends having hotdogs on their seventh anniversary. I love seeing them going to beaches, setting up professional, beautiful and wonderous photos of their love to share with everyone.
What is prettier? Well, the beginning of love is very pretty, everyone showers, dresses well and stays home when they are sick. Actual love isn’t very pretty, you are wiping asses and noses and that’s just your grandma!
For better or for worse.
For better: Everything is going well, we have money to spare, our children are healthy, happy and strong.
For worse: Someone is sick, someone is depending on you, someone is thanking God that you know them well enough to get things done. You have stepped up and you are taking care of the person that you love. You are fighting and crying and getting stuff done.
All I can do is love him – yano?
What is prettier?