All we need is love?

I have been humbled every day by the response I have gotten from my friends and family as I go through this intense period of transition. I keep getting slapped in the face with the message: PEOPLE LOVE ME!!! There are so many people in this world who care about me and I am so grateful for their grace right now. I have had people drive miles to give me a hug if they hear me crying, people offer me their house so I can get some much needed alone time while they are out of town, people understand when I tell them I can't attend their weddings or be as active in the planning as I would like, I have had friends let me stay with them in a one room apartment for 17 days IN A ROW, I've had women pack my house when I couldn't do it myself and hold my hand while I cried at my sink, grieving over my broken dream. And these are just my FRIENDS. My family has been graceful as well, giving me space, a place to live, a listening ear and arranging for people to move me out of my house. Compassion is truly a blessing and I see God in the people that love me, every day.

I've been reading the book Uncoupling, by Diane Vaughan. In it, she says, "People do not make voluntary transition alone." And I find this to be so true. She says that when leaving a relationship we find "transitional people" to help us. These people help by being confidante's, by giving advice, by working as a sounding boards, by loving me.

This post is my love letter to all of my transitional people. Some people may be temporary, but most, I believe are long standing, constant forces in my life. I believe that if you're lucky, you find many, many soul mates in this life. People who are brought to you to help you through this journey, people who love you in ways you can't get fulfilled by anything else and all of you have been my soul mates. Some are new friends, people I've known for two or less years. Some have been friends since we were 12, wearing funny hats. One has been my soul sister, from another mister (and mother for that matter) whose life parallels mine in an intense and sometimes, freaky, manner. I love you all more than I can put into words. I'm grateful for you and I can write a novel and still not be able to express my gratitude in words.

Know this: I see God in you and all of you have been a gift. One of my biggest sources of anxiety entering this period of transition has been the fear that I would never find love. That I gave it all away, but all of you have wrapped me in a love and a grace so pure, so full and so amazing, that I can only laugh at myself. The Universe has a hell of a sense of humor...I see love all around me. I'm covered in it in a way I have never experienced before.

Selah, thank you.