The truth is that we write our love stories. The catch is only the beginning of whether or not you and the other person has what it takes to make love last.

For the first time in my life I have love like this in the place where I live. It has taken three years for me to form friendships that I can rely on. People who speak the language of effort, who I call for good news and bad news, and we make dinners together and go for walks and share the intimacy of seeing and being seen.

I believe in synchronicities and the ache in our hearts when we feel we have landed somewhere we are meant to. I believe that there are lessons along the way, and that joy is an indicator that your * soul * is on the right track.