In 3, 2, 1...

If love is supposed to feel good then why do we call it 'falling'? I think 'flying' should be more appropriate. I mean if it is what it is supposed to be. But then again who is the author of what it is supposed to be?  William Shakespeare? (The course of true love never did run smooth...)  Dr. Seuss? (You know you're in love when you can't sleep because reality is finally better than your dreams...) The Bible? (Love is patient...love is kind)  Sylvia and Mickey? (Love is strange...)  And if it is so easy to fall in love...(because it is isn't it)...is it just as easy to fall out of it too?  How do we make it last?  How do you know that the love you feel now will be the love you feel forever?  How do we know that the one we love loves us back?  We don't.  We won't. And we can't.  In my life I have experienced all kinds of love.  The type that makes me feel great about myself and the type that makes me feel like shit.  The kind that makes me want to be a better woman and the kind that makes me question what kind of a woman I am for putting up with so much craziness.  I have given it all to the wrong person and pushed the right person away.  I have longed for a certain type of love from a certain man when there was another man standing right in front of my face offering me everything I longed for...but I never saw it...because that would be too easy...then I wouldn't have been falling at all.  I do know this for sure...if we don't genuinely love ourselves with a crazy, stupid, unconditional love...there is no way in hell that we will ever let anyone else love us that way either.  I read a quote that said "We must be our own before we can be another's." (Ralph Waldo Emerson) and I believe that to be absolute truth.  Love from someone else can never replace what we long to receive from ourselves.  All it will do is cloud your head and make you accept things that would never be acceptable if you were full of self love.  Nothing can take the place of what we truly desire...and we're selling ourselves short if we think we can ever get what's missing from anyone else but ourselves.  Good news is it's never too late to start loving yourself.  It's never too late to start demanding more.  It's never to late to look in the mirror and say today is the day that I choose better for myself...because you want better...because you need better...because you deserve better.  Fall in love with the person you are now...not the person you hope to be someday...because we all know when we love something we cherish it...we take care of it...we nourish it and build it up and do our best to make it last...and why wouldn't we want to do all of those things for ourselves first?!?!?! So tonight I will look to myself to feel enough comfort to sleep...I will concentrate on the things I like about myself to feel peace...and I will fly in love with myself...and I hope you will join me as we get ready for lift off..