I heart

The smell of rain after a thunderstorm,
the sound of snow falling on an empty street at night;

Seeing a smile on a child's face,
listening to the heartbeat when my head is rested on his chest;

The reverberating echoes of empty cobblestone streets in Paris,
having my hand held when crossing one;

Making it up to you, apologies taken,
moving forward, moving still;

The butterflies that never flew away,
only fluttering, little wings;

Pink sunsets, painted skies;
feet buried in warm white sands.

Being the object of affection, whilst understanding,
one has to give, in order to receive.

The look in Macy's eyes,
pure love;

Because it gives me a sense of peace;
it is why we live.
Because he cares,
and all is only forgotten if we are forgivable.
Because it catches you by surprise;
it is beautiful,
it melts you,
and one deserves nothing less.

Feeling loved.
Because that is when I feel complete.

Stability vs. Growth

A friend recently told me that he is in search of a woman, to add stability into his life. Not the financial way; but rather the mental and emotional. This came from someone whom I respect, as much of a dreamer as he is, he's got his sh*t together in more ways than what our society expects from the checklist of standard life accomplishments by the age of 30. I never thought that one who is so independent, ambitious, accomplished, and intelligent in their own right, would ever need anything, let alone anyone, to bring stability into his life. Aren't all his accomplishments enough proof of exactly that?

"How is a woman going to bring you stability?", I had asked. "Women are much smarter than men, in a lot of ways," he answered rather matter-of-factly, "they look at the world differently than we do. Having their added opinions and ideas only make me a better person; hence 'stability'." Perhaps he and I have differing views on what the definition of the word itself.

Having passed the innocence of the early 20's, the spiritual growth of the mid-20's, and attained the all-importance balance in my life in my recent late 20's, I had come to learn that stability can only be achieved from within self. The world constantly changes: your environment, your friends, your job, your car, your priorities and all those that surround you. They will continue to change and evolve, and hopefully you have enough stability within yourself to know the difference between which part of you needs to grow, and which can sustain as its own.

I came to realize that I wouldn't be ready for the great love of my life until I know I have reached that elusive steadiness of knowing who I am, what I want, and where I want to be. To me, the challenge becomes the stability that you have come to know and own to possibly be wavered by another person's influence.

Where is the line between growing and not losing part of who you are? Isn't someone who brings in different ideas, opinions, mixed with emotions only going to shake that stability?

In the end, I don't disagree with my good friend. I don't disagree with myself either. They both only add to the stability of growth in my own mind.