Hard to Love

I am officially back in my community. I am in a different house than I have been for the past two summers. There is nothing wrong with that although it is difficult for me.

I am totally aware of the fact that I am not always easy to love. I am reminded on a regular basis that I am a stubborn-assed Irish woman and I know that I am. I can be hard to get to know and hard to get close to, even though it doesn't always seem that way. I am hard to love. I also know how hard it can be to love someone.

It is very hard to open up your heart in order to love someone. You have to be ready to love the bad days as well as the good. There are always going to be difficult aspects of loving any person. I'm not the only person who it can be hard to get close to.

The hardest part of being in a relationship is not necessarily loving someone, but the ability to remain in a relationship, regardless of how far away you are. I am not talking necessarily about romantic relationships although being far from the one you love is the hardest thing in the entire world. It is the friendships that are so hard to be away from.

Every summer I get to live in community. At the end of every summer, I have to leave the community. I know that every year I have to leave to do something that is very important for me, but that doesn't make leaving hurt any less.

It is so very easy to care for the people that live with. It is so simple to love them while I live here. The hard part is when I have to leave. Just because you have to leave a place does not mean that you stop loving anyone by any stretch of the imagination. IT would be much simpler if that did happen. I am only too aware of how much it hurts to be apart from someone you love right now. I also know how hard it is to not love the people who you share your life with.

I wish it was a little bit easier to love people. I wish that there were days that I was easier to love. Although if it was easier to love people, it wouldn't be nearly as rewarding.