Once? Twice? Thrice?

How often do we come across true love in ONE lifetime?
Once? Twice? Thrice… in ONE lifetime? How often does this happen?

What is true love?

For me, I think its falling in love with the intricacies of everyday life. The minutiae of delicate details. The regular pattern that one falls into and seeks solace. The acceptance that indeed, I can rest and fall back really just rest my tired soul. The stillness.
I think its when I made cucumber and cheese sandwiches for his lunch. I do remember wrapping them in aluminium carefully and hoping that he relished them. Even though he didn’t.. and ordered something else.
It was waiting for him to return back home after a long day at work even though I desperately counted the hours that were the longer than they seemed.
I ran to him and gave him a bear hug.. And listened to him narrate the happenings of his day with a soft smile radiating on my face, although I’d had a tormenting day. A day, wondering why I was there, what I was going to do-for the rest of my life… all those big questions.
It was waiting for him …looking outside the window for the sound of a car, a doorbell. Looking forward to the few hours we would spend together before he’d fall off to sleep..but the reassurance and comfort of sleeping on his strong shoulder was by far more satisfying for me to care. The knowledge that he cared for me was something I’d relax into and allow myself to appreciate and exist with- pushing aside and undermining all my fears.

So how often do these beautiful moments happen in ONE lifetime? How many times more will I have the opportunity to make cucumber and cheese sandwiches? To appreciate and experience that stillness? To rest on a strong shoulder? To wait for a doorbell and sit at the dinner table beaming from cheek to cheek?

Because every minute, moment was worth the while…