Love, Generously

How many times have you been told off for over doing it, for going the extra mile for your love ones. Okay, maybe not you. It’s me. I’ve been told countless times.

I always find it odd that I have not been warned in the initial stages of my relationship, but only more frequent at the tail end. To look back at my whole journey, never once I complaint about giving. It is my language of love. When it is all over, I can safely tell myself that I had given it all. Obviously, it doesn’t seem worthwhile now, but I was happy living those moment, one day at a time.

The biggest question now, is whether do I have that generosity all over again?

So, what does it means to love generously?

To Love generously, is to love without conditions. It’s perhaps the toughest pill to swallow. But all you ever need is the sight of a smile, or the voice your love one’s laughter. As basic as that.

To Love generously, is to be there at moments which is expected and unexpected. While the “expected” moments are necessary to sustain the relationship, it is the “unexpected” moments that we stay alive for. Humans crave certainly, but surprises are addictive.

To Love generously, is to go beyond your natural self, instinctively. To come out of your conscious self, to do something stupid in the name of love. To give away your facade in order to garner the attention and affection of another person.

To Love generously, is to support another dreamer like yourself, by providing a runway for them to take off. With enough faith that you’ve done the right thing, your love will eventually fly back to your arms. There is nothing more luminous than seeing your love ones achieving their dreams, knowing you acted as a backbone to their success.

To love generously is to worry. There is no such thing as too much of a worry when it comes to love. As a giver, it’s just an act of caring, even though it is not requested.

To love generously, is to believe that you’ve made the right decision by finding the right one. To allow yourself to be swept off your feet. To fall, and yet smile because it happened.

Will I be able love generously again? Sure, and when I do find someone worth my generosity again , I’ll probably sacrifice my sleep and give her a call past midnight, just to hear her ask "Hey, how are you?"