Sunday, July 11, 2010

Oh I wonder wonder who...ba doo doo who? Who wrote the book of Love? And what the heck is Love anyways?

So the semester is almost over (BIG sigh)...and I've been dating this amazing kid named Eli for the past three months. He is amazing. He IS. He' s incredibly intelligent. He's studied Latin, Hebrew, AND Greek. He looks like a GQ model (he even leans on walls like one). He is a great conversationalist. He's athletic. He smells good. He's a tenor. He's creative. Kind. Hardworking. Down-to-earth. And he's dating a girl named Kimber.

People are starting to ask where this relationship is headed, and I don't really know what to tell them. I guess there are only two ways the relationship can go.
I'm not against the idea of marrying him (see above description to understand why)...but at the same time, I'm not sure I have a desire to. Shouldn't love be something more than a person matching (or even exceeding) your checklist? We get along great...and we share a lot of interests and beliefs. Almost everyone that sees us together thinks we make a great couple. We do. Even I know that. So....why am I not more giddy about this relationship?
I know that relationships aren't always perfect, but shouldn't there be some kind of fireworks thing going on? Am I crazy? Maybe I've watched one too many chick flicks and I'm confused about what a healthy relationship is? Might there be someone better out there for me?

I don't know...maybe I should just go to bed. =)

6 comments:

Danaman said...

Sis, Who really knows? But either way it looks as usual that your looking at this really logically though. Not that that helps.

Sara Soda said...

Oh, Kimber... isn't life (and love) complicated sometimes? All I can tell you based on my whole year of marriage is that there are ups and downs no matter what, no matter who, no matter where, no matter when. How's that for depressing? But I can also tell you that marriage is the hardest, best thing I've ever done. It's so comforting having one person you know is there for you no matter what and that you know loves you no matter what. But it has to be right for you. And this is one of those times in life where you're given permission to think about just yourself and whether or not it's right for you.

Lekili said...

Kimber, we ought to talk. I would say the whole fireworks thing is totally overrated. So many marriages fall apart that were crazy with fireworks but short on similar values, interests and genuine, unselfish love. You remind me of me...

Jesse said...

Kimber, I think that real love is when you can see yourself excited about life when you're fifty years older than now. It's when you are happy when you think about that person, and you feel comfortable being yourself. Oh, and it helps when the person makes you want to be a better person, and you do the same for them. That's my two cents :)

wrightfamily said...

Love is confusing, isn't it? I think you should want to be with that person all the time. I remember hating to say goodbye at night. That was one of my favorite parts of getting married! We didn't have to say "goodbye" when we left every night.

I definetly don't think love is like the movies make it out to be. It would be nice, but there are jobs, bills, kids, ect.

Good luck with everything. I am thinking of you!

Haili Hunter said...

I like jesse and Sara's comments. So combine the two and you get my two cents. :)