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| I don't think this statement is meant to be taken literally. I have had several experiences in my life in which the statement rang true. As a child, at times I felt like problems were too much for me to bear. However, with the love and encouragement of my parents, I was able to conquer those problems. The same has been true since I have reached adulthood. Another good example is my current relationship. Sure, we've had our problems, and I know we'll have more. I become frustrated at times, and there have been moments when I have felt like giving up. But then, I think of the good times. I think of his beautiful smile. I think of being in his arms and knowing that everything is going to be ok. Most of all, I think of how much I love him. Then, we talk, and we realize meaningless arguments aren't going to overcome our love for each other. Yes, there are problems that love alone can't conquer. Love can't fill you when you're hungry or pay your bills when you are broke. But those problems are a bit easier to deal with when faced with someone we love. And that love also ensures that we are not alone in solving those problems. Love may not be able to conquer all, but it gives us a needed comrade in the battle.  My partner's dark response: "Invalid Entry" ! ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
This one would have been hard for me a few years ago, but luckily, I have found it now, so I can write about it.  True love is loving without expectation. It's seeing that person at their worst and loving them even more. It's walking into a crowded room and seeing nobody except that person. True love is not being able to imagine living without that person. It's making that person your top priority and making sure their needs are met before your own. It's looking into someone's eyes and being able to feel that all is right with the world. I have had some unfulfilling relationships, but they have just made me appreciate my current boyfriend even more. I fell for him rather quickly, so I was naturally skeptical. But over the past few years, I have come to realize that throwing all caution to the wind and starting a relationship with him is the best decision I ever made. I still get butterflies when I think about him. His warm smile can make even my darkest days seem bright. For the first time in my life, I have a "partner" instead of just a "boyfriend". I can share my weaknesses with him. I can tell him my doubts and fear and know that he will never use them against me. I can count on him to talk me through it when I'm having difficulty making a decision. I can also count on him to support me and stand behind me even when I make a decision he doesn't necessarily agree with. Packing up and starting law school five hours away from home could have been the most trying, most miserable experience of my life had he not come into the picture. But because he did, it has been more rewarding and more fulfilling than I could have ever hoped. To sum this entry up in just a few words, true love is exactly what I feel every time I look into my boyfriend's eyes. My partner's dark response: "Invalid Entry" ! ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
When I first saw him the breath of life filled me for the first time his mesmerizing eyes bore into my soul destroying my impenetrable barriers with just one look cajoling me to let him in his contagious smile a beacon in the darkness his first kiss so tender and sweet ethereal fingers caressing my lips left me yearning for more his touch electric my body responding in spite of itself. Somewhere between the breathless anticipation and our lazy Sundays desires became needs those three words whispered so freely yet felt so intensely the man of my dreams became my forever Valentine. My partner's dark response: "Invalid Entry" ! |
| Ah, my first kiss. The one that would prepare me for all of the good things yet to come. I was in sixth grade, quite shy but never one to turn down a challenge. His name was Heath, and he had the warmest brown eyes and sweetest dimples I had ever seen. His spiked hair was so stylish back in the day, and he had perfect white teeth and a captivating smile. He sat behind me in class, and he was always pulling my hair or snapping my training bra. I would constantly chastise him, but I secretly liked his attention. I'm pretty sure he knew that. We used to dare each other to do crazy things. I remember once I dared him to toss a textbook out of the classroom window. He did it, and we both got into a bit of trouble. The dare I remember most, though, was when he dared me to kiss him in front of our entire class. Of course, I was extremely nervous, but I had to accept the dare, especially my friends were already making fun of my red burning cheeks. I quickly gave Heath a peck on the lips. My friends were all satisfied, and throughout the rest of the day, Heath would give me a shy smile when our eyes met. I was giddy the rest of the day. The day got even better, though. As we were waiting for the bus that afternoon, Heath approached me and told me, "That wasn't a real kiss. This is a real kiss." He proceeded to give me a slow, sweet kiss. Needless to say, I was on cloud nine. Heath and I were inseparable for the rest of the school year, but his parents moved to a different state that summer. It was harder to keep in touch back then without the convenience of email and Facebook, so we lost touch over the years. But I'll always remember my sweet first kiss. My partner's dark response: "Invalid Entry" ! |
I remember it like it was yesterday. His name was Bryan. I was fifteen years old, and he was fourteen. (I was a cougar  ) Neither of us had a vehicle or could even drive, so we went to the movies with Bryan's brother and his wife. My parents were rather overprotective, and I was surprised they let me go. At the time, the closest movie theater was thirty miles away, so it was an even bigger treat.Bryan arrived to pick me up with a CD of my favorite band. No flowers for this guy - he got exactly what he knew I would like most. He looked so handsome in his black silk shirt and black jeans! I wore a white ruffled blouse and black jeans. Throughout the drive, Bryan kept whispering to me that I was beautiful. I rested my head on his strong shoulder and breathed in the scent of his masculine cologne. I was in heaven. When we arrived at the mall, we walked hand-in-hand, browsing the different stores until the movie started. I felt so grown up! He stopped at one of the stores to buy me a little teddy bear. Soon after, the movie started. We shared a bucket of popcorn and watched a rather silly movie. It wasn't my first choice, but Bryan's brother was seeing the movie we wanted to see, and we didn't want to be in the same theater. The movie didn't matter much to me anyway; I was ecstatic to be on my first "real" date. We held hands and stole kisses during the course of the movie. It was perfect. The time came for his brother to take us home all too soon, and it was back to homework and the other unpleasant things that make up the real world. I still treasure my first date with Bryan, and I still have the CD and teddy bear that he bought me. My partner's dark response: "Invalid Entry" ! |
| I remember my first crush, and I am instantly transported back to the days when life was easy and my only problems were scraped knees and broken dolls. He was an older man, so handsome and charismatic in my five-year-old eyes. I loved everything about him - his long, jet black hair, his dreamy brown eyes, his strong chiseled jaw and his adorable dimples when he smiled. His name was John. John was the epitome of the perfect man. Even the way he dressed was just right. I loved his button-down shirts, his leather vests and his faded jeans. Did I mention he rode a motorcycle? I'm sure you could look up "cool" in the dictionary and find his picture! I only got to see John on Friday nights, but it gave me something to look forward to throughout the week. My brother would laugh and tease me about my crush, but he obviously didn't understand. I would overlook his ignorance and concentrate on my potential future with my handsome man. Eventually, Full House was canceled and John Stamos went on to bigger and better things, but I'll always remember him as my first crush. My partner's dark response: "Invalid Entry" ! |
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