Wunderlich

Many people may try to define what love is, or even try to describe what a perfect relationship should be like, but I wont be trying to describe or define a feeling because I think everyone has his/ her concept of love. I had never been lucky in the subject until a year ago when I had my first encounter with that funny feeling called love; this is my story.

Its been a year or more since I was in the eye of the storm. It was the worst situation of all; my dad was hospitalized and I was very scared. I felt miserable, terrified. I wanted to run away. Nobody could make me feel better; I decided it was easier to leave it in Gods hands and have faith. I had the worst days and nights of my life, my house felt empty and my life did too. Everyday Id go to school, go home to drop off my books and then Id go directly to the hospital and stay all day with my dad. Id arrive home late at night and Id feel lonely because my mom stayed at the hospital. I got online to talk with friends and tried to cheer up. I remember a special person, that considering the fact that he was not my best friend at the moment, made a tremendous effort in making me know he was there for me.

Every night Id come back from the hospital he was there with his jokes and happiness, begging to hear about everything that was going on. He even made me laugh, although I had forgotten I had that ability. Little by little he was becoming a very special friend. This was happening close to Holy Week and he would be traveling. By the time he left, my dad was better and my mood had improved. Now I began missing talking to him and I hoped he was missing me too. I had appendicitis and I wished he was there to visit me. I was worried about my feelings and scared that I could be beginning to feel something more than friendship for him. When he arrived I told him of my surgery, and that same Friday he came to visit me. That day he made it to my house under the rain just to see me. We spent all night talking about silly things and having fun; now I was sure he had fallen for me. Days later I discovered I had fallen, he had fallen, and we caught each other.

We have now been together for fourteen months and during this time we have learned to be patient, tolerant and understanding. We have matured a lot and we have discovered love is not about romantic dinners, huge gifts, or love quotes. It is about having respect, trust, and friendship. Love is a feeling that cant be described; it is smiling for no reason at all, being there for each other. Love is a magical feeling that fills your life with joy.