on love and mornings.

"And I've been waiting on my own too longBut when you hold me like you do It feels so right" This Year's Love | David Gray

1165 morningsso love...

Some rare mornings (like this morning) I wake up from an amazing dream and long for someone laying next to me to share that feeling with.  Half awake I search the bed for that someone, soon realizing he's not there, that that was that amazing dream, that we had found each other.  I'll toss around under the sheets, trying to dream up that man who'll be that man for me.  Holding on to every bit of that dream as if if I stopped dreaming and woke up I'd lose him forever.  But then it inevitably happens.  I wake up and he's no where to be found.  He's not in my bed.  He's not in my pictures.  He's not in my contacts.  He's not even in my life yet.  These are times I feel most alone.

In general the morning is when I feel most loved.  When I come to I realize God's given me another day, I feel a love envelope around me like a warm, heavy blanket on a chilly night.  And I remember it's another day in my life filled with friends and family and people who cherish me.  That my life is amazing and full of love, not because I am perfect or that I possess the perfect life, but because I have all the love I could need pouring out of my heart through the holy spirit. (Romans 5:5).  The kind of love that gets me through anything.  This love that brings a smile to my face when I think of it.  This love that calms my sadness when I'm having a bad day.  It's the love that pulls me out of my loneliness and reminds me that I'm not alone.  I am one person in a community of supporters and encouragers and cheerers and "you're-awesome!"-ers.

So even though I do have those moments when I crave for that man friend, I always want to remember that I already do have all the love I could ever need.  And when that day comes when I meet that man he's just going to be my awesome bonus.


Good morning, everyone!  Hope you have a wonderful day.

Love, Meg