The eternal hopeful...

I sat there listening to my friend complain about the girl he was involved with. Her lack of commitment has him a bit confused and bit worn out. And I may not know what to do when it comes to love. But I know what not to do. So as I sat there telling him time after time exactly what it was that he needed to stop doing, his hopeful heart would make up excuses for why she acted the way she acted. A part of me hurt for him, another part wanted to shake him. But when the heart it that much involved rational thinking is like trying to explain to a teacher why your dog ate your homework. Completely useless.
So it got me thinking --- Why is it that no matter how bad it really is something within us makes up theories of why it’s not going our way?

He didn’t call all week
“He was really busy, you know, work, the mtgs, service. It’s a lot”
She can’t commit
“She has a lot going on she must have problems. And I shouldn’t pressure her. I need to be more patient”

I don’t believe love should be a battle at all or a constant wish lost among the stars hoping that tomorrow will be different. But then again love is so powerful that rational thinking sometimes simply does not exist.
Is it that when we are born something or someone drills into us that love after all conquers everything? Or the effect of so many “happily ever afters” in movies that makes us believe Still that we too can find our happy ending…

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