If you had your heart broken, or let’s just say it, smashed… is it really possible for it to heal so that it can be broken again? And if it wasn’t healed fully, what happens when you give that broken heart to someone else, someone that ends up breaking it more than it was already damaged in the first place? If it wasn’t healed to begin with, can it even be broken again or broken more or broken worse? Is that possible?
The next question is this… How many times can your heart be broken until there just isn’t anything left to be hurt? Can the right person have the magic glue that puts the pieces of your heart back together? How do you put your heart into that person’s hands…how can you trust them to take care of it? Or, do you just pretend to have a heart that can be broken, all the while protecting what is left of the one you started out with? Can you let someone into your life and not get too close, not put that trust in them? Do they know? Would they understand? Do you just end up driving them away?
Why do we come back for more? Do we ever really reach a point where enough is just finally enough? Does it make you a hopeless romantic if you just keep going back for more? Or does it make you a “hopeful” romantic? We all need and want love in our lives... Can the lessons from the past make you smarter, more prepared, more ready to take a real risk on someone? Or, do you just try to convince yourself that you are "putting yourself out there" because you know you have to...or risk being alone?
I know that my "frog" experiment has taught me a lot of valuable lessons... I finally know what kind of person I really want in my life, and I know THAT person is not easy to find and that I need to keep my eyes open so that I don't miss him... or chase him away with the insecurities and doubts that come with all the baggage from my past. I also know that I deserve someone great, that I have a lot of love to give to the right person, and that the right man is lucky to have me...and I should not settle for less than having that person in my life. I also get it that I can't compare every man that comes into my life with those that live in my past, despite how hard it is to truly forget the hurt that typically comes with taking a chance on someone.
I find myself getting attached to a newish "frog" and feeling the beginnings of something...that could be a real something if I just gave it a chance. I have resisted the urge to protect myself...resisted the urge to run before it is too late. None of that stops me from questioning everything... He seems too good to be true... Is this real? Is it just finally the right time? So... I find myself at that critical point...the one where you have to let go and see what happens...
