Day Of Love - Dear Luna

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Dear Luna,

The day of love has finally arrived. For some people, they love it, the idea of celebrating love whether that is with their significant other or with friends. For others, this day is simply another day. For me, it is just another day because I'm not having a get-together with single friends, nor am I in a couple. Do I wish I was in a couple? Not really. Sometimes I think I should be, but whenever I'm asked that question, I do not feel as if I'm missing out on anything. 

Even though I am not in love or in a couple, the idea of love is something I have always been fond of. Being whisked away in a whirlwind of romance and being with that same person for the rest of your life, working through any challenges together, and making fantastic memories is something that I can't wait to have one day. Does it mean I’m a hopeless romantic? Perhaps. Does it contradict with me stating that I'm happy not being in a relationship? I don't see it that way. For me, to be in a couple that person has to give me something more, I already am happy with my life and I can't wait to see what happens in the future. Even though I am happy being single, it does not mean that I can't wait to one day experience the love many people have.

It is my parents' love story that made me start looking forward to having love. I enjoyed telling this story to many people, and quite a few of them wished they could have something like my parents. The love story of my parents is a simple one, they met at a summer job in 1992 when they were working at a campsite. My dad was twenty-one soon to be twenty-two, and my mum had already turned twenty-seven that year. Before my mum arrived, my dad heard that a woman called Maria was coming the next day, her name sparked something in his mind as if he knew this woman was the one he was going to fall in love with. The next day arrived, she didn't arrive, it was told the next day she would come. The next day came, and the same happened. But finally, my mum arrived. And a week later, my dad said to mum that he wanted to one day marry her, and called my grandma, where she and my mum spoke. But he wasn't wrong because, in the year of 1994, they married and have been together ever since. 

A love story that I felt was something you could only read. Of course, in the romance genre is that once the pair end up together, that's it, happily ever after. In real life, challenges will arise, but that's true love... even when facing an obstacle you reach the other side with each other. 

But their love story is not the only one that has given me hope, my sister and her boyfriend's story is one that I know many people will touch the top of their chest, dip their heads to the side and say awe. My sister and her boyfriend met at the age of eleven at school and become friends. And for ten years, they were simply just that... friends, even though there were feelings for one another throughout the decade, none of them acted upon it. Until the year 2018, during easter, a relationship began and the love for one another grew. 

Love to me is beautiful, an indescribable feeling that you have for another person where you feel safe to behave however weird you want to because you know they won't judge me. And, love can be how it is in the books and movies, my parents and sister prove just that. It's the reason why I enjoy writing novels in the romantic genre as it is a reminder that there is someone out there for everyone. There is someone out there who will look at you and think you are the most beautiful person they have ever seen. 

Many of us believe we do not deserve love due to our past, but we all do. Love is for all.

Until next time, Luna ❤️❤️❤️

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