Struggles

A year ago, my sister, in her infinite wisdom, wrote this wonderful blog post. I am (was?) the person in her life struggling with love. It's hard to know real love, when you're sure you've never seen it or felt it.

I have a friend in my life now, who is struggling with some of the same issues I've dealt with. She's in a tough situation. I won't/can't tell her story, it's not mine to tell. I just know that she's struggling right now. I know where she is, and what she's going through, because I've been there myself.

It's hard for me because I want to make it right for her, I want to make it easy, I want to take away the hurt, the confusion, the frustration. The problem is, I can't. And even if I could, I wouldn't. Because she has to go through this and learn. Learn things about herself, that only she can find out for herself.

I know that when it comes to love I'm not an expert. I'm far from it. I know what NOT to do, I know how to screw it up. I am learning how to fix it, and I'm learning about love, real love, honest love. I'm learning patience and trust and communication. Things she still has to learn.

I love her, and I hope someday she finds what she's looking for. I hope someday she figures out what she's looking for and what it will be that makes her happy. I know this quest she's on is not easy. But I know she's strong enough to get through it.