Lately I’ve been thinking of… love.
This might not seem strange to you, but I assure you, it is very out of place in my mental repertoire. I have not missed, nor thought of romantic love in a very, very long time. Years actually.
My focus has been on my love for my children and my love for my passion, there’s not been room for any other kind. I’m not sure that there is now either, but I am beginning to sense that one day there will be.
I imagine that when the day comes I’ll be traveling in some exotic land; probably Italy, but maybe France or Spain and I’ll look up and there he’ll be. The Universe will orchestrate our introduction, I have no doubt.
To me, this seems so worth waiting for. Worth remaining open to, because somehow I KNOW that when it does happen (and it will), that it will be unmistakably, magic.
I am asked all the time if my life is missing anything, or if I would change the past, if given the chance. People always want to know if I regret not “fighting for my marriage.” I do not. There is nothing I would change if given a ‘re-do.”
I am in love with my life. I’ve created it with intention to be exactly the way it is. I never wanted to share the raising of my children with someone who was not their father, I wanted to devote my heart and love to giving them a beautiful and loving childhood, and that’s what I’ve done, and it’s unmeasurably rewarding.
It’s hard to explain the peace and joy I feel with this decision. Maybe it’s because I know that I’m capable of manifesting anything I truly want, so that when the time comes for there to be room in my heart for my soulmate, that’s when I’ll manifest him. When my kids go off to college and I move to Italy… that’s when I’ll meet him.
It gives me something great to look forward to, when that chapter of my life closes (being an empty-nester) and optimism for when the next chapter begins.
So, I think what I feel now, is the beginning of possibility. It’s preparing me for what beautiful things lay ahead. I will likely need the next seven years to be fully ready, so it’s nice to know the door is slowly cracking open.
When I tell people that I don’t expect to meet my soulmate until my kids go off to college, they always look at me and ask; “How old will you be then?” I respond; “It won’t matter.” I’ll be in my early fifties, by the way, but I could meet him in my nineties and still be fine with it. It won’t matter. That much I know.
He is out there, I am here, and when the Universe is ready it will make sure our worlds collide in the most beautiful and magical way.
Author | Life Coach | Motivational Speaker and single mama. I'm a chick on a mission to prove anything is possible for ANYONE. My story featured in the New York Times, Steve Harvey Show and NBC.
I often wondered how you felt about love with your story about your ex husband.
I admire you for focusing on working on you and your children’s well being. Me, on the other hand had to learn the hard way many times…thank you for being such an strong inspirational person. And encouraging us to be the same!
Awe thank you so much. It’s been a process that’s for sure.
I learned of your book on the Italian American podcast. I think it was serendipity. I’ve been wanting to shake things up in my life for almost two years now… I’ve committed to getting in better shape with a regular workout routine, being a more positive and loving person, trying to manifest love and all the wonderful things I want in my life and through your words/your book I feel I’ve received an extra push.
I just started your book last night and I have yet to create my bucket list but I came to your blog and found this post on love. I think your decision to raise your children on your own is something I would’ve of done if I were in your shoes. Families are so complicated these days the fact that your children know that they come first for you, I believe, is something that will enable them to thrive. Your plan makes perfect sense to me. I like you I want to move to Italy. Someone recently told me my soul is Italian– as well as the rest of me! I deferred that dream years ago when my mom was diagnosed with Breast Cancer. After reading the first few chapters of your book– it was a safe excuse. She’s good now but I put her on notice– I’m going to make it happen and she’ll have to deal with me not being nearby at least for a few years. It’s something I need to do for me. It’s an inexplicable desire I’ve had since I was a little girl– a love for Italy and I didn’t know anything about Italy– just a need to experience it.
I’m hoping to come to your event in Philly on October 7th and to have finished your book and the exercises by then!
Love & Light
L~