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Shared Vision


As women in our society, we are taught from the time we are toddlers to believe in love and that true love can overcome all.   Sadly, it isn't true.  People who love you hurt you, disappoint you, and betray you all the time.  Most of us experience this early on, but we keep believing in the myth. 

And much of the time the person who hurts you or disappoints you really doesn't want to.  What seems like a lie later, was probably true to that person at that time.

So much of life is about timing.  People may indeed love each other deeply, but if they are not in the same place in their lives or not headed in the same direction, it cannot work.  It is so hard to see that when you are in the middle of the trauma of a breakup. 

Today I heard from a friend about the end of a significant relationship in her life.  I feel very sad for her grief and pain.  I know what it feels like.  I also know that it is an opportunity for her to determine what she really wants out of her life and what path she wants to take, separate from her lover and separate from her family. 

Don't get me wrong, I believe in love and I believe in the power of love to forgive, to understand, to make a life together.  I also believe in the power of communication and honesty. 

There is power in sharing a vision.  There is power in deciding together that you both want the same kind of life and by that I mean, how you want to spend your time and energy every day.  And when you add love to that mix, it is unstoppable. 

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