-The Forsyte Saga by John Galsworthy
While flicking through trying to find a suitable quote to do with aging (why? Cause it's my birthday on Sunday! Am I big-upping myself? Abso-freakin-lutely!) I came across this quote from The Forsyte Saga. As I read it, it made me think - and as per usual you guys get to join me on that journey. Lucky you :P
I was on Facebook yesterday and looking through photos of friends at a drinks thing that I wasn't able to make. Hitting next, next, next. All of a sudden popped up a picture of Ex-S with his arm around another girl... and it didn't hurt anymore. I was surprised, but I didn't get the stab in the heart that I used to. I've come through the fire and out the other side of it fairly whole. But with the course of time (and it has taken a LONG time for it not to hurt anymore - we broke up in Nov 07) the bad memories have started to fade and that's not a bad thing
the good ones seem to have faded a bit too. I remember them as fun, but not with that golden-shimmer sparkle. I seem to have lost the nerve or the desire to say, like the character of Gareth toasts the couple at the Scottish wedding in the film, Four Weddings and a Funeral:
"A toast before we go into battle. True love - in whatever shape or form it may
come - may we all in our dotage be proud to say 'I was adored once too'."
I miss feeling like I was adored once, and I don't know what to do to get that feeling back. Any hints or ideas, Scribblettes?