As next month is February, and Valentines Day is approaching us I thought this topic would be appropriate. The other day I was thinking about wanting a relationship and finding that special someone. I love the idea of love and getting to spend the rest of your life with someone. I sometimes hate to admit it, but I am a hopeless romantic at my core.
A few weeks ago I turned 28 and it can sometimes feel discouraging when everyone else around you is getting married or having kids and you are just by yourself all sad eating a tv dinner. I was pondering this idea a few days ago and I thought of something I’d never really thought about before and that was “am I in love with my life?” and if I’m not how can I expect anyone else to be in love with me?
This concept hit me like a ton of bricks. I try to always live my life with gratitude; however, sometimes I just don’t enjoy my day to day life. It’s not that my life is horrible, but I’m just not in love with how I do the same things about every day and it feels like Groundhog Day on constant repeat. Work, work, work, and more work. Don’t get me wrong I love to work, but I’ve realized that sometimes I work so much that I don’t live my life. It’s literally like sometimes I’m working my life away.
I don’t know about other people, but I’m not in love with a life that I just constantly have to work and not getting any time to do the things that make me feel alive and make me in love with my life. Now as I come to realize this in my life I want to try better to live a life that I’m in love with instead of a life that is just getting by. I want to create a life where I’m happy to get up in the morning and I’m in love with all the various aspects of my life. I want to do this to of course attract the right person into my life, but more than anything I realize now that I want to make myself, fall in love with me. Because if I can love me and my life then that will be a life worth lived.
Thank you for listening,