Today has been a bit of a roller coaster so writing a blog post only seems fitting. Writing is the most therapeutic thing I do for myself so I’m glad that anyone is reading it can possibly relate; connectivity is what keeps us human.
I have been called a hopeless romantic in my past, but it doesn’t make sense to say that. Hopeless means you’ve given up or that you should give up. I’m quite the opposite, I’d like to think I’m a hopeful romantic, most days that is.
I recently watched the series finale of Board Walk Empire. In that episode Joe Kennedy’s character said, “Three things are difficult to understand. The work of the bees, the movements of the tide and the mind of a woman.” I agree that all three are mysterious and people have tried to study them but unless you’re a direct part of either three you’re purely speculating.
The mind of a woman is a beautiful place. It’s full of experiences, hopes, dreams, love, desires, and fears. We all want to be loved and give love but women have a special way of expressing this love in comparison to majority of men.
I was texting with a friend today and discussed our general frustrations in the dating part of our lives. He told me that women are confusing. I disagreed, naturally. I think it is the exact opposite, women are actually very simple. All that you really have to do is listen to them, treat them the way you’d want your daughter (or niece, sister, or mother) to be treated. Tell them that they are intelligent and beautiful, but really mean it. Only date them when you want to settle down / actually want to be in a relationship. And last but not least, be honest with them and respect them every step of the way, they deserve it.
Most women are great at expressing themselves and putting themselves out in the battle field of relationships which can be a big risk. That risk can come with reward when we’re lucky. But when we’re not lucky, does it mean we gave away our love too freely? Are we doing this because we are hopeless or hopeful?
I believe that it is because we’re hopeful. We love, love! It’s one of the best things on earth. The feeling of it; receiving it and giving it. *Sigh, all of it can be amazing.* It’s easy to get high on the slightest thought of it. Sadly, that high can get you into trouble from time to time. It can cause you to have a blind eye to things you shouldn’t of overlooked, make you believe that the love you’re receiving is real because you want it to be when it is actually nonexistent, it can push you into giving up your values because you’re afraid to lose it, and so on.
When it goes bad, it can be compared to hitting rock-bottom. But the beauty of ANY bottom is that you can climb back out if you believe in yourself enough and you surround yourself with the people that will be there no matter what; your friends and family.
There are three things that I’ve watched / listened to today have come together so perfectly given the circumstances of today. While they’re all vastly different they somehow fit together perfectly to me.
First, I downloaded Taylor Swift’s “Blank Space” … I love the words to this song. I think this is the new anthem for single ladies.
The second video is from my great friend, Angela. She encourages me to write and sent me this video just when I needed it most. It’s amazing. Ladies, grab a tissue.
The last is what keeps me hopeful. And who doesn’t love When Harry Met Sally?
