metromom

A collection of daily thoughts, ideas and links from a mom still seeking to acheive the "balance" of a spiritual journey, family, inner peace, carreer, world peace...while "trying" to look like a supermodel at the same time...

Thursday, August 11, 2005

My Brother Came in Contact wth a UFO

My brother called me yesterday. I looked at my caller id and knew there must be something going on. It's not that he NEVER calls, but its pretty rare, and somehow I knew something was up. He casually says hello, like this is just an ordinary conversation, but when I asked how he was doing and he said "really good"- I knew he must have seen a UFO. He never says that, usually its "allright", "okay", "fine"...but NEVER "Really Good!" (with that little kick in it that says...go ahead, ask me why...) Sure enough, I was right, it was a UFO. An Unidentified Female Object.
He met a girl.

My brother, who is just a mere 15 months younger than me, hasn't had a girlfriend in YEARS. He began to tell me about her and I could tell, he really was happy. He told me he feels nauseated all the time, can't stop thinking about her, can't wipe the smile off his face... Now don't get me wrong, he's dated different girls over the years, but I've never seen him like this. It made me so happy. I mean, my brother is a great guy. The kind of guy who takes his relationships to heart and puts his all into them. (friendships as well as dating...) He deserves to be loved. Anyway, as he described how he was feeling, it reminded me of when my story unfolded. I remembered the thoughts, emotions, excitement...Suddenly I felt like Monica on the Friends episode where Phoebe starts dating the cop and suddenly Monica feels like she's got to prove that she and Chandler are still a "hot couple."

But the truth is that relationships evolve. The giddyness is still there to a certain extent, but it is different. There is a depth that comes when you know how someone takes their coffee and you know what it means when they furrow their brow a certain way and you watch them hold your little baby in their arms, or read a story to your little girl. Time changes love, but when you are willing to work at it, it only makes it stronger, deeper, and giddyness gives way to passion, and nausea gives way to security, and the smile sometimes gives way to tears, or laughter, or anger, and you find yourself still holding hands with your best friend.

4 Comments:

At 8:55 AM , Blogger Steph said...

Oh the joys of first falling in love with someone! :-) You are right though Noelle. Love just evolve and change. I couldn't state it any better than the way you ended your post! Thanks for helping me remember the beginning of my relationship with Ed and how it has changed! I never thought that I would love him more than I did at the beginning, but I do!

 
At 7:36 PM , Blogger Kathryn Egly said...

Noelle...I just want to let you know how much I enjoy reading your posts. This one had me teary eyed. Thanks for putting into words what most of us want to say...but don't know how to do it so eloquently.

 
At 9:08 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'm not surprised. Your brother is a witty, very cool person...a lot like his Uncle Jeff.

 
At 7:11 AM , Blogger metromom said...

we all truly aspire to be as cool as uncle jeff...it's pretty difficult to do though...

 

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