Love

There are first day's for everything: for being born, for tasting wine, for turning 16. But today was a first day on another level. Today I am in love. I think I have been in love for a while, and certianly before in my life, and yet it stills feels like the first time.

The boy cannot be described as my dream man - I mean he's nothing I expected. He makes me laugh and all the rest but come on - is that what we're looking for in this mixed up, shook up world? Never mind that, coz when he looked into my eyes this afternoon and...what am I saying?

He is perfect. Despite having imperfections, despite his definite fate of growing old like the rest of us, his ability to fail and his lack of attention when its necessary, I need him.

One thing I'm sure of (if I ever have been sure of it) is that we all need an angel. And angels aren't obvious. They dont come with wings. Most of the time they have no idea they are angels. They wear blue ties. They test out patience. They make us laugh and cry and sing and dream. They don't show us what to do or lead us the right way. But if we look, if we truly look deep into the very essence of the truth of existence, these angels make the ugly transfigured. Their touch turns the ordinary into an event worthy of the divine grace of the Saviour. And then, in the fullness of the Grace of Love, we are saved through the preternatural magnificence. I may even be saved.

So back to being in love. I know who my angel is. And i know that today is the first of many. Many more love filled days.