why is she asking this, you ask. well i posted a status on ye olde booke earlier today regarding my friend lyndon and my friend made a comment about how lyndon has me going hard and it's nothing like love. part of that was true. lyndon does have me gone. i am on some kind of high when it comes to him. but it's not the high that one would think. it's the high of me finding him again and getting to know one another all over again. both of our situations have changed drastically. when we met some 14 years ago, he was married and i was engaged. now he's in a committed relationship and i'm single, never married. he's still an awesome father (adorable) and just as handsome as ever. i had an opportunity to hang with him a couple of weeks ago and we had a good time. i wasn't nervous (like i thought i would be), but then again, i was drinking. ok. enough about that field trip.
but my friend and his comment made me think about a lot of things because i always felt love is a verb and not a noun. you show love. anyone can say they love you, but their actions back it up. i say i love grand prix cars and denali trucks but that doesn't mean anything. there's also a difference between loving someone and being in love with someone. i love my friend dwayne. so that means i am there for him when he needs me. he can call and want to have a gripe session at three am in the morning (i've done this to him) and i would be there to listen no matter what i have on my agenda later that day. this doesn't mean i'm in love with him. in other words, his happiness means the world to me so i will do anything in my power to make sure he is happy. don't get e wrong. i'm no expert on love (i said this in so many words earlier) but i know the way i love and expect to be loved in return. just can't seem to find that this day and age. or maybe the "one" for me got lost and refuses to ask for directions. lata gata!!
