BEING HUMAN
A Guide to Living Deeply
Love stories are so often simplified into a short and sweet narrative. A montage of happy moments that end in happily ever after. That’s not what love is though. Relationships are a portrait of love that can’t and won’t be painted within the lines. The reality behind relationships stretches miles further than the highlight reel of Instagram.
This is the era of instant gratification - Amazon Prime, hookup culture, Netflix autoplay. This is the era of options - Yelp, swiping, hell, the internet itself. We're swimming against the shifting tides of technology and endless options. It's an easy current to get caught in.
All of our lives we go on waiting for the day that we get to break away from our pasts, to escape our childhoods and join a new and improved realm of adulthood- as if it’s that easy…as if going to college makes us adults. So we run away as fast as we can, searching for ourselves in new places.
By definition, once you hit 18, you've made it to adulthood. But as a fresh and free twentysomething, our brains are battling between our need for spontaneity and stability all the same. For freedom and for faithfulness. We're searching for the one and hoping to find ourselves along the way, too.
I've been scribbling notes on life, love, and loss for as long as I can remember. Looking through the pages of old journals has the ability to transport me not only through time but into past perspectives - into former selves. Here, I've condensed for you a decade's worth of journal entries to find my most fascinating notes on love.
