What more could someone really say about a topic? I mean sometimes people can go on and on, but never really arrive to a conclusion. Like, really? Do you really have something so important that you couldn’t say it before, in the other versions of things. I’m not not excluded from that list. Not even remotely. See, I think the idea of love is the most abstract of them all. Mostly because it is so different and it varies from case to case. In the words of one of my favorite people, Mr. Rogers, “Love isn’t a state of perfect caring. It is an active noun like struggle..,” which in my opinion makes the most sense. To love someone or to be in love is not constant, because people are not constant. People are, or should be, an ever evolving organism. I am not the same person I was ten years ago nor should I be the same person ten years from now. So why should anyone expect the people who we love to stay the same at all. Not everyone does. Though there are some people that forget that the very essence of human nature is to evolve. I admit that maybe I am someone who believes that there is the proverbial “one.” The one that we are suppose to end up with. The one that we are connected too] in some cosmic sort of way. I have also been both impatient and patient with finding this “one.” It is the search that most people give up on, the one that frightens the most people, and the one that truly separates the strong-willed from the weak-willed. Finding the “one,” seems like an impossible task, I mean 50% of marriages end in divorce. The thing is though, divorce is not a bad thing. I always hated when people heard someone had a divorce and told that person “I’m sorry.” Why be sorry? Divorce is a good thing, It allows people to be done with a marriage that went bad, just like any other relationship. Obviously the goal is to not get divorce, but as said before love is an active noun. It can change depending on the situation. I would rather know that I went for it lost than to not go for it and miss out. I mean sure, nothing is guaranteed, but high risk high reward in this case. These days I find myself wondering if I am really capable of feeling that way. Not that I haven’t, or that I potentially will, but more so that if I have found something; that it’s worth trying. I think it could very much be that case, however I have no undeniable proof, which makes it harder to ascertain. I would like nothing more than to stop “chasing,” but I will if it leads to the best possible outcome: finding the woman that I’m to spend the rest of my life with. The things is though you never really know what the future has in store for you, that’s why they call it: faith.