I’ve never been a morning person and this morning was no different. Groggy eyed I stared into the mirror as I brushed my teeth when something strange happened; the reflection in the mirror appeared to be talking to me.
Have you ever regretted falling in love? Wished you never met her?
I rubbed my eyes and thought, okay, I didn’t have anything to drink last night, and I know I’m tired, but this can’t possibly be happening. Then the reflection asked again.
Have you ever regretted falling in love?
Alright, I’ll play along; I mean, if nothing else, this will be an excellent story to tell my therapist. So, I looked in the mirror and said no, not at all. Why not? The reflection asked. I mean, you were hurt, you’re in therapy, that last relationship took a toll on you. Yes, I replied I was hurt, and I’m not ashamed of being in therapy; it’s been really good for me. But the moment didn’t break me. Didn’t it? Asked the reflection. No, It didn’t, I said because I’ve come to realize that moment is but one moment along a longer journey I am on, and I will not be deterred by just one moment. I will continue my journey unafraid of what lies ahead, confident that it will lead me to my true love one day. So, I say again, no, I have never regretted falling in love. With that, the reflection said, great, I was just checking to make sure you still believed in love because someone out there believes in it too, and one day you’re going to find each other. Oh, and by the way, I’d keep this conversation between you and me; tell your therapist, and they just might think you’re losing it.