I read a passage in a book not long ago
that said one of most painful kinds of marriage
is one in which your partner refuses
to fully commit his (or her) heart.
I can vouch for that.
For love to grow and flourish,
the author said,
the exit door has to close.
People can't grow within a relationship
if one partner is clinging to the thought
that somewhere out there,
there might be someone better.
If that partner secretly searches
for a better deal, all the while taking refuge
in the comfort of the marriage, the relationship can't
-- and probably shouldn't -- endure.
It takes a grown up to make
a commitment to fidelity,
to making one's Beloved "the love of a lifetime,"
to the notion that closing the door
to other potential partners opens up a big space
in the soul for a whole-hearted connection.
Let's hear it for fully latched doors
and the grownups who close them.
Let's hear it for love protected by lovers with integrity.





8 comments:
Yes, yes and (resounding) YES.
Thank you for this. It's profound and spot-on.
Everything Ti said!
The cold draft whooshing by stops once the door is closed. Only then can you feel the comfort of home.
Thank you so much for this! Perfect timing for my life at this moment.
Wise words and oh so true. Your door images are absolutely magnificent. Blessings, Tammye
that's what I tell people when they ask how to make a marriage last. 'Quit looking'. You have to stop looking for a better deal once you've bought the item.
I hope that that one closed door will open many many more!!!
x...x
I love to paint doors. My doors are closed but open to the possibility that it may be opened.Our commitment to our commitment was our marriage made 51 years ago. What does an old lady and an old man know about love. We know true love lasts. Not always happy but a commitment to a commitment. I look back now and know what love means. Not just a sexual attraction. blessings to you and yours dear sista.
QMM
Meri,
Your post is so profound, and I couldn't agree more! I thank my lucky stars every day because I finally found a grown-up to share love with. It took until age 47...but hey! Awesome door photos!
Those doors are just sizzling with color--well, the walls are...but you knew what I meant! (San Miguel de Allende, I presume.)
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