So I’m driving to my sons football practice and blasting the radio with the windows down. Elton John was imparting words of wisdom(?). I had an epiphany.
So I thought I’m gonna write a blog post about this when I get home. Because typing it out using my phone would take forever. But I’m sitting at said practice and this blasted song is reverberating between my ears.
I’ll write it now.
Digest these words.
I simply love you more than I love life itself.
(It’s better if you can imagine the tune…just sayin’)
Great melody, fun to sing along with. Or mope with if you are in a blue mood.
But- utterly ridiculous, don’t ya think?
I mean, honestly, I love you more than life?
Let me tell you why I think so. And why perpetuating the myth of ‘lose yourself in love’ is a bad, bad plan.
How many people do you know that have been in love? Crazy love…can’t concentrate, constant butterflies, not thinking straight- LOVE.
Now how many of those people are still together…happy and healthy?
Maybe some of them. I’m not a total dream killer. But chances are high that most of them aren’t. Together. Or happy. Or healthy.
Both of the people in that former dreamy relationship have had to pick up the pieces and get on with – yep, you guessed it – life!
I think it’s a mistake to romanticize the notion that if your love isn’t strong enough to kill you when it ends that it is somehow defective. Or less valid. Less miraculous.
At the end of our lives, we will look back on those we have loved and hopefully realize it was a blessing to care for someone and have them return the feeling.
I doubt that we will look back and think that love was worth dying for. Chances are we will laugh at that idea.
The bottom line is that people hurt each other. People are inadequate and flawed.
You better be able to be fulfilled in your life without a lover to do it for you.
I’m not saying don’t fall in love. What I am saying is that first you should love yourself and then be willing to give a little bit of your heart away. Heck, give a lot of it away. But hold on to a little piece of it for yourself.
Because if the day comes when your true love changes their mind (see, I’m optimistic – I said if not when) you will need to find that piece of you that loved you before anyone else.
I guess I’m trying to say that is why we have the blues. Because we think we can’t live on if someone breaks our heart.
Think of it like this…if your expectation is that someone will eventually break your heart, well, maybe you will only be sad when it happens not knocked-out-of-your-seat surprised.
That way you can live in the moment, enjoy what you have now but always know that whatever comes it’s gonna be fine. Will you be sad? Yes. But can you live through it? Should you live through it? You betcha.
Elton John still rocks. Rant over.
What do you think? Am I jaded or realistic?