  Today on the phone Susie and I were talking about the importance of true love. A friend of ours has little to no expectation of ever finding true love and we both find something wrong with that.
I mean, what really, is the purpose to life where you never find love? Why live a life if you never find that match, that part of your soul that needs to be filled by another.
The joys of waking up in the night beside someone you love, of being doted upon unnecessarily and being completed in every way are essential to a life of purpose. Don't we all have the empty part of us that needs to be filled? Right now I fill it with the love of my family and my closest friends. But there is an underlying loneliness that only comes out when I'm down, a damper on festivities.
I have never been in love. But that is my greatest fear. More than dying, of drowning, of becoming seriously ill, I fear never falling love. That is why I think that Disney movies are the best films ever made. They show that love does exist. They give an ideal to developing hearts. I don't care if some people think that that ideal is unrealistic or unattainable, but it is what I strive for. I want to fall in love like Disney's princesses. A movie usually just isn't worth it for me if it doesn't include any love interest.
I get teased about it by my friends, but it is true. I love love. The world is just so cynical and more and more often people are made all too soon to believe that fairy tales cannot come true. People simply are not willing or not able to see that the beauty in these tales must be achievable... or else what is there? I do not begrudge people with different beliefs from me. I don't care if you believe in one god or many, I don't care if you believe there is a heaven or hell or if you believe in karma and reincarnation.
I just hope, for the sake of what humanity stands for, you believe in love. To be human is to have the capacity to love. And hate. But to love is profound and to hate is petty. No, I'm not a flower child hippie. I'm a romantic. Overly so, yes, but happily so as well. Love in an intrinsic part of life, and the people who cannot see that, cannot truly live. 
