All that stuff at the beginning of the relationship, the thrills and passion and attraction and drama… sure, that’s wonderful, and I’ve called that love before. But real things don’t have shortcuts. Those sublime whirlwind weeks often feel like love, but real love doesn’t truly happen until the wind dies down and everything becomes a little plain. That takes time. So time, and everything that happens in it, is probably where you find real love. Forgiveness is somewhere in there too.
