Life

Every day we seek for the true meaning of life but we never get to know it, and whenever we think we found it someone dies without doing what we thought to be the meaning of life.

Since we’re born, and we start to realize that we’re here by chance, we try to understand why we are here, why he are we like this, why are we so different from other species… but the bit of a response we get is contested by the fact that there are more than 7 billion other people out there in the world, adding those who born every day and subtracting those who die, so because of that the smaller bit of a response turns into a the biggest question.

What is the ultimate meaning of the life? No one really knows it, but probably because it should be personal, since we are so different from those who are around us probably we don’t live for the same reasons, this said, until we find something that could be the general meaning of the life, I stay loyal to what I think that might be the ultimate response to this problem, so the ultimate meaning is personal. Every single person lives their life in a different way, choosing different paths, following different values, trying to fit somewhere, and, that’s we are here for, trying to be ourselves and accomplish happiness, the one that makes us feel like we are us and no one else but us.

It’s true that not everyone does everything they want before dying, but those persons experienced some happy moments in their lives, some more than others, but they experienced it, that’s something that we all did before we died, we were happy someday in our lives.

what could (should) love be....

"’What' and ‘if’ two words as nonthreatening as words come, but put them together side-by-side and they have the power to haunt you for the rest of your life. You need only the courage to follow your heart... I don't know what a true love feels like... a love to leave loved ones for, a love to cross oceans for... but I'd like to believe if I ever felt it, I'd have the courage to seize it.”

This is part of Sophie’s letter to Claire in “Letters to Juliet”, but this isn’t fiction, it’s the reality for many people, to little kids who think that loving is like being the greatest friend, to teens that think they’ve experienced true love and to those who had a tiny taste of it, to adults trying to manage their lives while trying to find the right one and even to the elder, when they try to find one last chance to be happy.

In the end what’s love? Chemistry says we fall in love because of the hormones, others can tell that it’s result of physical attraction and others may even say that’s just  something made to make us feel bad, but for me love is so much more than hormones, physical attraction or even bad things, for me love is something that we develop for someone, a guy (or girl) may not have the society’s beauty standard, but if we get to spend some time with them in the end you get to know that appearances are superficial and that the inner persons counts too, some may be thinking that I’m just saying this because it suits the text but it’s not it, I’ve been through it and trust me I know what’s like.

It’s also more than just ran into some guy have the feeling that he’s perfect and a week after that they think they’re in love… Is more than having butterflies in stomach, more than an accelerated heartbeat.

Love, in the end, it’s the ability to look the person we love and be able to fall for them again, accepting their defects and qualities, picturing yourself next to them for the next few years, sharing stories and experiences, missing them as soon as they say “I got to go” and in the end but least is the person that makes you believe that you’ve a definition of love, or even makes you believe that it exists.

Sometimes is hard to believe in love, but it exists, trust me, if it didn’t why would we be here anyway?

With love

Thomas Merton once wrote "Love is our true destiny. We do not find the meaning of life by ourselves alone. We find it with another." But someone else wrote “If you love someone, let her go”

Probably you realized what this is about, if you were thinking that this is a letter to end up with everything, you’re right. The truth is you have everything to be a perfect men, indeed you are my perfect men, you are everything I could be looking for in a guy, but how can I know if that’s what’s I really want? You may not know but most of my choices weren’t made for my pleasant, I just made them to make someone else happy and that time I thought it would make me happy too, but it didn’t , so here I am, living something I don’t like. I’m not saying that I don’t like you, I’m telling you that this was too rushed, because in the end I don’t really know you, I just know a part of you, and I don’t want that, but in the end it’s not the only reason, there’s another, but I started with this one because is more understandable, at least I think, but I really hope you understand the other as well.

So… the second reason is that I met a guy a few weeks before what happened between us, and a few days after it, things between me and him went a bit more serious and you have to understand, my happiness and yours too is at stake, and I can’t afford to condition my life to someone that’s far from me, that I don’t know if we could have a real relationship when if we were together every day.

I really hope you understand, but I have to bet more safely, and “we” are a huge risk that I can’t afford to take.

I’m sorry for any sadness I may cause and I understand if you don’t want to talk, but I hope to hear from you soon

With Love 

Angela