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Dear Women,

Good morning!  I hope this letter finds you well.  This is a rant for change.  Not a rant for you to change, but a rant for the understanding of change.  Everything changes.  Sometimes we cherish when change arrives, others we can do nothing but cry.  But understand that change is usually for the better, and as hard as it is to see, I beg you to try.  You see, jobs change. Where you live will change.  Who you call and deem friends will change.  And sometimes, even love will change.  We’ve all struggled with getting a new job, we’ve all struggled with living somewhere new, and I’m sure we’ve all had to deal with friends coming (or going).  But love changing is a hard one.  Really hard.  You see, love is a chemical reaction that takes place on a meta-physical level.  It is not just an emotion, it is a bond.  And you know I Love love, but the truth of the matter is that it changes sometimes.  This isn’t always a conscious decision.  Sometimes, love, just, changes.  It’s not the fault of the loved or lover.  It is sometimes simply time, or the situation.  This is a difficult position to be in and I am truly sorry for anyone facing this.  I wish it were an easy decision to make.  I wish that love were an easier emotion to navigate.  And I wish that you wouldn’t feel stuck between a rock and a hard place.  I’ve seen others struggle when in this position of not being able to explain how they feel, or even worse, what they want.  And it’s truly heart-breaking.  We can’t see the future, we don’t ever know what the “correct decision” is.  You don’t know where you will be in 5 or 10 years, let alone WHO you will be.  From there, determining what love is at any given time is subject to change.  And so I encourage you to make the decision with your heart, not your mind.  Your mind will grow, change, mature and shift its perceptions.  Your heart however is constant, emotion comes from a place of internal reflection.  A place that may shift a degree or two in exact concentration, but a place whose distinction of feeling needs no definition.  I will leave you with the fact that love doesn’t have to degrade.  Love doesn’t have to change, or implement elements of hate.  But that doesn’t mean that THAT love should define your fate.  Don’t let being comfortable in life be your mistake.  Remember, there’s a difference between happiness and comfortability (I like making up words).  And comfortable is easy.  I know.  But you deserve to be happy.  Truly HAPPY.  Love is amazing.   And you will love many people in your life.  Unfortunately, you’ll probably be in-love with many people in your life also.  And that’s not wrong.  There is room for love, always room for love.  But that doesn’t mean it’s the end-all, be-all.  What you want and know as love as a teenager for example can be different then what you want and know as Love, later in life.  And this isn’t always the case, and for you people who’ve found that at such an early age, God bless you.  But for the rest of us it’s important to remember that love changes.  Therefore our understanding of Love changes.  And with that, our very wants and desires may be subject to reconsideration.  It’s hard, and I feel for you if you’re facing this.  Just remember, follow your heart.  What “makes sense” may in fact make sense, but since when has Love, True Love, been known to make sense?  And please remember, you are loved.  This doesn’t make you a bad person.  It simply makes you a person.  A living, breathing, feeling, loving, person.  I’m sorry this is so hard for you, I’m here for you.  And as always; Much Love and Smile On.

Sincerely,
Hopeless Romantics

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