We just recently lost my grandfather-in-law (last week). He had been with grandma for over 60 years. They were the love of each others life, and did EVERYTHING together. They were each others soul mates, best friends and everything that is right with the world. At times, they were also each others worst nightmare & worst enemy and everything wrong with the world - but they always came back around.
Grandma's smiling this week, and I kinda thought it was weird. But she quoted that exact phrase with a smile & a tear, and it dawned on me - that's real love. She's content with her memories - they had a rich & full life and her life was made all the more worth living with him in it.
Love should not be an obsession you can't get over. To really love, you must love yourself first. If you love yourself first, then the pain of letting someone go is easier - because the pain of unrequited love becomes the others loss - not your own. To really love another - means you wish for their happiness first & foremost - even if it means it can't be with you. I feel I've met the love of my life.....but should he chose a time that he can no longer be happy with me, then I will still always relish the memories we have together, and I would love again.