The Fool

I’m about to embark on a beautiful trip on Friday.
It’s purpose.. to spend time with my girl, to spend time with myself, to be somewhere beautiful and romantic and to remind myself of who I am at the very root. A person who loves..

This very basic and founding element of me has been rocked in a way that has tested it to its core and I’ve sat on the corner of love and cynical many times.
I can see how easy it would be to let your heart harden.

I read a quote..

“love is for fools and dreamers who don’t know better”

And then I saw another

“To the world – lover is a fool, to the lover- the world is deaf and blind, only if you could – take a sip of his yearning, your soul would- rise, hang- and burn like crazy.”

I refuse to walk down cynical. I kick back against all the clap trap I’m fed that says only loving yourself is the answer.
Yes to love yourself and be happy in yourself is truly important… but what a very sad and lonely world this would be if everyone just loved themselves and no one else.
Sometimes I have moments when Im alone and sad and I think does anyone really care. Usually when someone is horrible to me, hurts me, or makes me feel sad. And then someone wonderful will rock up and remind me that love exists. That there are people who care beyond themselves. That makes me want to stand on top of a mountain and cheer.
It’s what makes the world go round. And forget that at your peril.
You only need one friend who you love and they love you back to know what real love is. And if you have that then you are lucky indeed.

I heard from a friend before I went to sleep last night who knows the value of love. And I felt hers and sent mine right back. What a beautiful thing that is.

I slept so well my friend ❤️

If love makes me a fool … then call me a fool.. please!!!!