Love Language

I had a epiphany this week.  I had a chance to revisit a bit of my past.  I think it was a little gift from God.

I had a conversation with someone from yesteryear that I always wondered how they were.  For a short time, they had a piece of my heart.

I always wondered why that relationship was so hard.  I used to believe that if you loved someone enough, you could make it all good.  I think I also thought if I loved enough for the both of us, it would be OK.

Funny thing is, I never understood why I always felt like I was getting the short end of the stick.  In reality, it was because I was.  I just didn't want to see it.

My conversation with this person left me feeling the same way when it was over.  I realized after thinking about it that we are such different creatures.  I love hard.  I am not afraid to love.  I love to chat and am never scared to share most of my thoughts.  I have a love language that anyone who is with me for a short period can see it.  Of course my love language leaves me open to hurt more than I care for.

As I contemplated the conversation, I realized that despite knowing this person over a period of time, I still don't know what his love language is or was.  Is it possible for someone to not have a love language? I don't know what it is.  I realized that with some, you just aren't compatible.

I was grateful to be able to say I can close that door... and realize that I will never have my questions answered.  Maybe that is the answer... that there are no answers.  Maybe it really wasn't about me.  (Shock!  I thought it is always about me)!

Sigh.  Life is so funny and yet despite that, God is so good!