Periwinkle

Love is a many splendored thing.  Not only is it splendiferous (yes, I said splendiferous… it’s a word, spell check says so) It is funny what can spark it and what can squelch it.  It is a pretty great feeling when you get that first spark, but what is even better is when it comes out of nowhere.  It is amazing how a shared laugh at an obscure reference or a present of a tiny bottle of shark bubbles can instantaneously change how you see someone. 

Love, whether doomed to quickly dissipate or to grow indefinitely, is always good.  The spark of a new romance can be just what you need to jump back into life reminding you of the thrill of living in the moment.  The roller coaster of soaring high on the tiniest of hopes pared with the plummeting depths of dashed dreams can be amazing reminders of the vivid world we live in and routinely tune out. 

It will send your world spinning and make you question what took you so long to get there.  Sometimes the ride is fantastically thrilling and sometimes it just makes you want to hurl.  It is all about timing.   Now, being a princess, I am not a fan of relinquishing control and I still contend that if you want something, you can make your own timing.  But even I must admit that some things are out of my control. SA has told me more times than I can count, “Timing is everything and timing is a bitch.”  I don’t think he meant it was a female dog either…

Every now and again, though, we luck out.  The timing is right and we get to hold on to our hopes and watch dreams grow.  Sometimes the dreams change and, sometimes, if you are REALLY lucky, reality surpasses everything you had hoped for.