The Swiftness of Love...

Like everyone else in the world, I was elated yesterday when I heard the news.  I was skeptical but hopefully for the Travis/Taylor combo.  But they appear to be re-writing the rules and owning their love story, one day at a time in an environs that none of us can even fathom.  

And I think he is the luckiest man alive because he is getting her.  I adore her.  I admire her.  I am mildly obsessed with her.  And I honor her.  She is a good person, first and foremost swimming in a toxic pool that eats most alive.  And I know she has been pushed to the brink, several times.

But I love the Taylor alchemy.  I love her poetry set to music.  I love her talent and I love that perhaps maybe this time, she has finally found a man that is worthy of her.  So many false starts, so many disappointments.  But she owns all her mistakes and turns them into gold. Gold we all want a piece of and she gives it to us one song at a time.

I know she has her haters.  But I think most of the world adores her, and basks in the swiftness of her love.  She exudes charm, sophistication, joy, happiness while barely covering over the machine she is to accomplish all she does in a day.  I can’t even begin to fathom her schedule!

I pray they might find lasting happiness and comfort in each other.  That each of them will see that the swiftness of love can fade with the passage of time, but endurance, sacrifice and honor are the guardians of lasting love.  I pray they may wake each day with a renewed awareness and awe in each other.  That they will see, in order for a union to survive, each has to respect and value the other.  There cannot be anyone’s career or needs or wants that dominate.  Domination is the quickest way to failure.  Trust, appreciation and truth are the watchtowers of long term commitment.

I didn’t think there was a man alive that could be good enough for her.  But I hope I was wrong. I hope Travis is that man and they find lasting love, happiness, joy and comfort in each other, forever.

Long Live these two and also I can’t wait for the album no matter which way this goes.  I pray for the one that I hope to get that is full of romance and hope and satisfaction and I brace for the one that will result if this whole thing blows up.  I know, I know, don’t put that out there, but I can’t help it, I am a divorce attorney.  All day yesterday, I thought “well, I am sure the attorneys are already working on a prenup!”  Man, would I like to be tasked with that! Not really, feels like too much pressure.

Yesterday was a big day for me in my own swiftness of love:  my parents celebrated 58 years of marriage, my son turned 20 and Tay Tay got engaged to man that has, so far, proven to be worthy of a woman like her.  It was a good fucking day all around.

I know it is probably weird for a 55 year old woman to idolize her so much, but she embodies all the various women I have been in my life:  the hopeful girl, the forsaken youngster, the disgusted young adult, the woman that is not going to take anymore shit, the recluse, the comeback kid, the woman stretching into her prime.  I can relate to her journey because it so closely mirrors all women’s plight in this world.  We aren’t all TAYLOR SWIFT but we all have loved without context, we have all made poor choices, we have all suffered for those choices and we have all risen from our own ashes time and time again.

I am grateful someone like her, who gives so much to so many, is finally living the life she deserves: one full of success on every level. I marvel at her drive and achievements while she continues to be the person she has always been:  good to her core.  I love that the world tried to change her, but she has changed the world. Now that could only be accomplished not only by the swiftness of love but the contagion that comes from being in contact, no matter how remotely with all the good she puts out into this broken, fucked up world.

May they endeavor to see each other, admire each other and find true comfort and salvation with each other for the rest of their days.  And for the rest of us, may we bask in the loving light they shed everywhere they go.