"Is it ever really a waste of time to love someone, truly and deeply, with everything you have?"
Mennonite in a Black Dress is about a woman who goes back to live with her Mennonite parents after her husband of fifteen years leaves her for a man he met on gay.com.
I really like this quote. It has become my philosophy. Regret is as useless in life as worry. Everyone in your life and everything you do in life serves a purpose. Some people come and go and some remain constant for decades, but each person you come in contact with is or was in your life for a reason. Every human being, every situation is meaningful in some way. Some relationships are positive, some are negative, some start out good and end badly, and vice versa. Your life is comprised of experiences, and each one is designed to teach you something.
Your likes and dislikes, your hobbies, what you're passionate about...all of this changes and evolves as you go through life. You might be a Trekkie, or a huge fan of the band Bon Jovi, or you might read every Twilight book ever published. And then you become interested or passionate in something else. And you might think, "Oh, it was silly of me to be so interested in..." "I wasted so much time and money on this." But it wasn't a waste. It was meaningful to you at the time. It brought you happiness and excitement. It made you a part of something. It gave you a sense of belonging. It made you think and feel. You may have even made friends who shared your interest. Why should any of this be considered a waste?
Same with relationships. I have never been through a serious break-up or a divorce, thank goodness. And I can certainly understand how there can be regret in such situations. Regret and pain and lots of second guessing. But it sure would be nice if even in such times of hurt, we can look back on the relationship and remember the love that was there, and always believe that love is never a waste of time.
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