PlanJam!From your screen to the scene

In a world full of flowers, first kisses, butterfly stomachs and candlelight dinners, we tend to see the world through relationship-colored glasses. We revel in the company of a special someone, we bask in the afterglow of an afternoon delight and we can't imagine our lives without a ‘plus one' in it.

Romance is in the air and the idea of being single is as dreadful as starting a very-much needed diet during the Holidays; you miss out on all the fun!

But, lest we not take for granted the bittersweet emotions wrapped up in missing somebody. Although, the idea of actually enjoying the thought of missing someone sounds ludicrous, it's not as bad as you may think. Consider this: When break-ups happen, a lover moves away or a fling has flung, memories become our emotional parachute. Thus, to retrace charming memories and as a result yearn for that same type of closeness with someone can be clinically diagnosed as a case of the I-Miss-You's; and if they save us from crashing into the hard reality of isolation, well it can't really be that bad.

While, the I-Miss-You's may fill the heart with burdensome sandbags of loneliness, it also comes with a beautiful quality of possession. It authenticates the notion that we in fact possessed an amazing sensation of love and/or connection with someone. It validates a time which really happened, happy thoughts of shared jokes, funny stories and the warm & cozies. At the very least, we must consider the I-Miss-You's as a small romantic privilege as not every one can be so lucky to have a person to miss.

Therefore, in any situation in which you've went from "we" to just "me" don't dread the feeling of missing him/her, rather try to find a little relief and a humble warmth in it. You can't deny the healing property of scrolling through the memories and appreciating the relationship for what it was, letting ourselves humbly miss the presence of a significant other and than moving on. So, remember that although the "I-Miss-You's" may sleep in the same dark room as loneliness, it's the one with the sheets pulled over it's head, flashlight on, flipping through the photo albums of good times!

Courtesy: jeani