All of this talk about Proposition 8 and life long commitments and vows and such has reminded me of an essential aspect of relationships.
They all end in separation.
That reality can be a real kicker when first considered. Down the road, though, the emotional and mental turmoil initially created by that statement calms and we begin to see things differently.
All relationships really do end in separation.
Whether the relationship is with our careers which we love, our jobs which we hate, our friends, our homes, our spouses, our favorite television programs doesn't matter. They all end in separation.
What a liberating bit of information. What an urgent reality.
I love you. I will one day lose you not because you will leave me or I will leave you necessarily but because one of us will one day die before the other. Every moment with you must, then, be treasured.
I hate this job but I like the benefits or I like the commute or I like my colleagues. And then one day the company closes or I retire or I get so sick from the stress of doing something I hate that I can't work anyway and that relationship is over.
Just like that.
When we finally 'get it' that all relationships end in separation we treasure and we sever depending on circumstances.
'Getting it' allows us to love and live fearlessly knowing that the worst that can happen eventually will. Accepting that urges us to love passionately and cherish constantly. It also frees us to -- if we must -- walk away responsibly and respectfully and with liberated dignity because we 'get it' that life is a one way ticket to perhaps a never ending circle.