We are waiting for someone or something to let us know that it is okay for us to uproot our lives to be together. We have the love, but that doesn’t seem to be enough.
Love is enough to make us travel 500 miles every month to see each other. Love is enough to meet each other’s families and friends. Love is enough to make future plans together. But love isn’t enough to make us confident that taking the first step toward those future plans is a good idea. We want it to be a good idea. We want to live our lives together. We want to live in the same city, but we also want to be sure that it’s the right thing to do.
One would think love would be enough. My heart wants to believe that it is, but my mind is skeptical. My mind is skeptical because it looks around and sees a lot of people who were once “in love” and are now “in court.” Apparently, love has an expiration date on it and I just want to make sure ours doesn’t spoil.
So that’s why we are waiting. We don’t want to prematurely make a decision that we can’t take back. We want to make sure it’s right without it necessarily being “perfect.” Because no situation will ever be perfect, there will always be reasons why it won’t be a good time for either one of us to move. However, there will be a “right” time.
There will be a time when it will feel right for us to stop waiting and start moving; but until that time comes…
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock…
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