Sometimes I wish that honeymoon stage of relationships didn’t exist. Sure, it’s cute, it’s fun, it’s an emotional high, with all the hand-holding, cuddling, kissing. But I sometimes wish that stage wasn’t there because too many people mistake that for true love. And when that stage passes, the love must be gone too.
Legit love doesn’t set in until the newness wears off. Because it’s that love that gets you through every one of those stupid arguments when you lose your temper. It’s that love that gets you through grieving the death of a friend. Love can be messy, complicated, and downright unattractive at times. But that’s what makes it what it is.
A pastor I once knew said this: “You can fall in love, you can fall out of love; but true love is a walk, not a fall.”