Actually, you are. Here is what I mean, Shannon. The moment you and I embrace the fact that to wake up to another day, we know we are loved (please, I am anything but religious). Stay with me here.
I just wrote a piece last night about words of wisdom from Carole King about this very thing. She said, “I don’t need a man in my life to have love in my life.”
We have friends, animals, our surroundings, our work. The gift of life itself. You face some six decades to do with as you wish.
There is so much proof that we are loved that has nothing to do with having a partner and we miss it, day in and day out,ISO Mr or Ms Perfect.
It’s not easy. Not at all. However I would argue that when we choose to notice, proof appears.
The next time you stand in the sunshine and feel the warmth on your face. The next time you pet a dog or cat or whatever and feel their happiness. The next time you take in a deep,deep breath and understand that YOU ARE HERE.
When we stop defining love exclusively in romantic terms, we see it everywhere.
You’re loved, Shannon. As are we all. It’s not the Universe’s problem that we choose to filter out most of it. I am still learning that lesson every single day.