“Suddenly someone comes along and insists in changing your life, making it a little less complicated. Little by little, day by day, smiling and trusting that the best is yet to come. Rare, special, the kind of person who are worth fighting for and if I had to choose an ending, it would’ve been one like this one, because you have taught me that life isn’t about turning a page of a calendar, but understanding that every page of that calendar is unique and unrepeatable. My heart is already too small for how great you are”
Those were the words I kept reading all over the internet. It was written in Spanish and as soon as I saw it, I knew I had to try and translate it or at least convey the same feeling. I read them and couldn’t help but to think of Ahmad. He is that kind of person. The kind that walks into your life and takes you by surprise.
He was the change in my life but also the constant balance to my chaos. My partner in the war against time and distance. With him, I understood that life was more than counting days. Life is about making the days of the calendar count because every single one of them is an opportunity to build something better and be one day closer to our goals, our future. I know that meeting him was a once in a lifetime occurrence. You don’t get that lucky twice.
Today is Valentine’s Day and everyone in a LDR knows it can be challenging. We know that love is not about a single day…but days like this one reminds me that as each page of a calendar change, we keep sharing details and making memories even in the distance. After all, love is about that. Its all in the details.
Note: The first part of the post (El Intercambio) is a loose translation of something I saw on different websites while doing an internet search.
Giving up it’s easy. Staying after a fight to try and fix what’s wrong… that’s the real test. It seems that I always find the best words when I’m at the verge of letting my anger get the best of me. Love letters are relationship savers after all… don’t forget to let the love flow out in words.
A few weeks ago I got a question on Tumblr. It made me think a lot and it took me like 2 days to answer it. Part of it because I was sure that the person knew about my long distance relationship. The other part was that I was asking myself those questions before I gave an answer. I wanted to be fair to the person (and to myself) and give an honest reply.
The next day I was sure I knew who that person was… the last question gave him away. Now it was time to finally answer after learning the shocking truth: When i said the person was right about it being less me.. It’s because in a way I did lost my inspiration and my purpose. He was right.
I didn’t think I was falling out of love. I was (I’m) sure of what i feel. But I guess sometimes we do lose our inspiration and our purpose and then we struggle to get it back. Sometimes it takes someone else to tell you.Someone else to say that you no longer write love letters. That you stopped showing everyone what you feel. That you don’t have those special details for that other person anymore.
You know what they say… People outside can see the smoke before the ones that are burning can feel the fire.
And finally when you do realize everything.. You wonder what happened and how to get back on track. You think about the reasons you started writing in the first place… In my case it was because I felt my mind was going to explode in a million words. Then it became a way to handle my LDR.
Fast forward a few weeks later and I’m still trying to get back on track. Still trying to figure out how to stop writing love letters in my mind.. and the reason.. the reason is YOU.
I think the first thing I wrote was a love letter. I used to do it a lot for friends who needed someone to fall in love with them, while all I wanted was to fall in love with words. I was the one with the romantic ideas for Valentine’s Day and they always seemed to work.
I didn’t write a love letter in quite some time… I guess people doesn’t really need them anymore. I do write the equivalent, some pretty long text messages filled with all kinds of romantic things that Ahmad loves to read (at least someone does). So it was expected that when a fellow blogger did a special in the month of February about love letters I would want to jump in (HERE is the link to her post).
I never shared that letter and after reading it over and over again.. I thought it was time to do so.
Until next time…
I’ve always said that Love requires action. What about when it comes in the form or written words? Love is meant to be expressed. My super friend Hamzeh reminded me of that yesterday when he sent me the loveliest letter.
Details are important in any kind of relationship, doesn’t matter if it’s a romantic one, friendship, family… we all need love. Even a detail like writing you a letter can brighten your life a little bit and remind you that not all hope is lost. That Love is there waiting not only to be shared but accepted in any form possible. That we all deserve to feel it in some way.
Words take a new meaning not because they were written in a piece of paper, but because you know that person took his time, effort and dedication and for a moment it was all directed at you, it was meant for you. Those words in paper are the sole witnesses of the action taken for you. This are the details you cherish.
Next time someone hands you some of his/her words in a piece of paper or you are about to write down some of your own… go ahead, share the Love.