I didn’t feel in love.
Kristen and Caleb
As confused as I was about my feelings, I distinctly remember how strange it was to end our phone calls with just “Good night” and not “Good night, I love you.” I bit my tongue and often almost said “I love you!” many times. I had to stop myself.
I didn’t feel in love – I wanted to know where those stupid butterflies were! They were still caterpillars, but they were there. Not in the form I imagined, or the way I was looking for them…
We become the story we feed on. Marital love satisfies longings like no cheap imitation can. So the Real Story, the cosmic romance, fills us like no other story can.
What story will I feed on? What story will I become?
(Ann Voskamp in "Become the Story", originally at A Holy Experience)
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