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<channel><title><![CDATA[Let's Talk About Love - Lydia Waruszynski, M.Ed- couples counseling, sex & relationship education - Blog]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog]]></link><description><![CDATA[Blog]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 28 Apr 2026 13:41:45 -0400</pubDate><generator>Weebly</generator><item><title><![CDATA[We Fall in Love With the Feeling]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/we-fall-in-love-with-the-feeling]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/we-fall-in-love-with-the-feeling#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Tue, 28 Apr 2026 15:08:17 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/we-fall-in-love-with-the-feeling</guid><description><![CDATA[ &#8203;I sat there watching them in that alcove in Venice before I asked permission to take their photo. They told me they were recently engaged.They looked like they were part of a movie set. So intimate, the lighting just right, their elegant clothes, the way they leaned into each other as if the world had agreed, just for a moment, to hold everything still. A couple who had arrived. Not just in magical Venice, but at a feeling, a knowing. This is it.Later, my friends and I joked about it. Th [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span class='imgPusher' style='float:left;height:0px'></span><span style='display: table;width:auto;position:relative;float:left;max-width:100%;;clear:left;margin-top:0px;*margin-top:0px'><a><img src="https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/uploads/6/8/9/1/68912239/img-6099_orig.jpeg" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; border-width:1px;padding:3px; max-width:100%" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder wsite-image" /></a><span style="display: table-caption; caption-side: bottom; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center;" class="wsite-caption"></span></span> <div class="paragraph" style="display:block;"><br /><br /><font size="3">&#8203;I sat there watching them in that alcove in Venice before I asked permission to take their photo. They told me they were recently engaged.</font><br /><br /><font size="3">They looked like they were part of a movie set. So intimate, the lighting just right, their elegant clothes, the way they leaned into each other as if the world had agreed, just for a moment, to hold everything still. A couple who had arrived. Not just in magical Venice, but at a feeling, a knowing. <em>This is it.</em></font><br /><br /><font size="3">Later, my friends and I joked about it. The kind of joking that tries to puncture something a little too perfect before it starts to feel like it might matter. "Don't do it," we wanted to call out across the canal, half laughing, as if love were something you could intervene in before it takes hold.</font><br /><br /><font size="3">But underneath the humour was something less comfortable. A recognition I didn't fully want to name: that what we were reacting to wasn't just them. It was something they were activating in us.</font><br /><br /><font size="3">And I found myself wondering: why do we fall in love with how it feels, rather than what it is?</font><br /><br /><font size="3">In the beginning, the feeling is the experience. You notice everything. The way they speak. The way they look at you. The small details that, later, become almost invisible. Nothing has been repeated enough times to fade into the background.</font><br /><br /><font size="3">And in a place like Venice, attention feels effortless. Life slows down. There's nowhere else you need to be. The connection feels complete, almost self-sustaining.</font><br /><br /><font size="3">We fall in love under conditions almost designed for attention, and then try to sustain that same intensity under entirely different ones. When it changes, it's easy to feel like something has been lost.</font><br /><font size="3">But what we often miss is this: it's not always love that disappears. It's the attention that once made love feel so vivid.</font><br /><br /><font size="3">What we mourn, more than we admit, is not the end of love<strong>. It's the end of effortless noticing</strong>.</font><br /><br /><font size="3">In the beginning, attention arrives on its own. It is carried by novelty, by curiosity, by the simple fact that you are still <em>learning </em>someone. You don't have to try. You're just looking.</font><br /><br /><font size="3">Over time, that changes. Not because love is gone, but because the conditions that fed it are. The novelty settles. The distance closes. The lack of imagination fills in.</font><br /><br /><font size="3">So I watched them in their alcove and thought: the real question isn't whether love lasts.</font><br /><br /><font size="3">It's whether we can keep turning toward each other once circumstances stop doing it for us. Whether we can choose to notice, again and again, a glance held a beat too long, a hand reached for without thinking, a moment made slightly more deliberate, on an ordinary Tuesday.</font><br /><br /><font size="3">Because Venice will not follow them home. And neither will this version of themselves.</font><br /><br /><font size="3">But attention, if it is chosen, might.</font><br />.</div> <hr style="width:100%;clear:both;visibility:hidden;"></hr>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[When Love Gets Lost in Translation]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/when-love-gets-lost-in-translation]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/when-love-gets-lost-in-translation#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Fri, 13 Mar 2026 19:38:23 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/when-love-gets-lost-in-translation</guid><description><![CDATA[         Lately, in my work with couples, one thing becomes clear almost immediately: the way one person expresses love is not always the way the other receives it. They are both trying, but they are speaking different dialects of the same language. And when those dialects do not match, love gets lost in translation.The good news? Once couples start to recognize these differences, something shifts. They begin to see that love may already be present in the relationship; it is just being spoken in [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:right"> <a> <img src="https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/uploads/6/8/9/1/68912239/untitled-design-42_orig.png" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <h2 class="wsite-content-title"></h2>  <div class="paragraph"><br /><font size="5">Lately, in my work with couples, one thing becomes clear almost immediately: the way one person expresses love is not always the way the other receives it. They are both trying, but they are speaking different dialects of the same language. And when those dialects do not match, love gets lost in translation.<br /></font><br /><font size="5">The good news? Once couples start to recognize these differences, something shifts. They begin to see that love may already be present in the relationship; it is just being spoken in a language the other person does not quite hear.<br /></font><br /><font size="5">Understanding those differences is one part of what I teach. Another is keeping love alive through curiosity, playfulness, and creativity. These are qualities I come back to with every couple I work with because they turn a language into a living, breathing conversation&mdash;and, not to mention, they strengthen what all of us want...<strong>connection!</strong></font><br /><br /><strong><font size="5">The Five Love Languages<br /><br /></font></strong><font size="5">Gary Chapman&rsquo;s love languages framework offers a useful map for how people give and receive love. According to Chapman, people tend to experience love most strongly through one or two of these five &ldquo;languages&rdquo;:<br /><br /></font><ol style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><li><font size="5"><strong>Words of Affirmation</strong>&nbsp;&ndash; Feeling loved through verbal expressions of appreciation, encouragement, or compliments.</font></li><li><font size="5"><strong>Acts of Service</strong>&nbsp;&ndash; Feeling loved when someone helps, supports, or eases your responsibilities.</font></li><li><font size="5"><strong>Receiving Gifts</strong>&nbsp;&ndash; Feeling loved through meaningful, thoughtful gifts and gestures that say &ldquo;I was thinking of you.&rdquo;</font></li><li><font size="5"><strong>Quality Time</strong>&nbsp;&ndash; Feeling loved through focused, undivided attention and shared experiences.</font></li><li><font size="5"><strong>Physical Touch</strong>&nbsp;&ndash; Feeling loved through hugs, hand-holding, or intimate closeness.</font></li></ol><br /><font size="5">Most of us love our partners in the language we ourselves speak. It is completely natural, but it is also how two well-meaning people can end up talking<em><strong> past</strong></em> each other for years.<br /></font><br /><font size="5">A few examples from the couples I work with:<br /><br /></font><ul style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><li><font size="5">One partner cleans the kitchen (Acts of Service) while the other longs to hear, &ldquo;I appreciate you&rdquo; (Words of Affirmation).</font></li><li><font size="5">One partner brings home thoughtful gifts while the other just wants an uninterrupted evening together (Quality Time).</font><br /></li></ul><br /> <font size="5">No one is failing. They are just speaking different emotional dialects, and nobody handed them a phrasebook.<br /></font><br /><font size="5">Even when you are speaking the right love language, connection requires something more: curiosity, playfulness, and a willingness to keep the conversation fresh. Esther Perel calls it &ldquo;attention to novelty.&rdquo; I call it staying genuinely interested in the person across from you&mdash;and adding your own creative spark.<br /></font><br /><br /><strong><font size="5">Learning Their Dialect<br /><br /></font></strong><font size="5">Learning your partner&rsquo;s love language is not a one-time exercise; it is an ongoing practice. Here&rsquo;s how to start:<br /><br /></font><ul style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><li><font size="5"><strong>Observe</strong>&nbsp;&ndash; Notice the moments when your partner lights up emotionally or seems quietly touched.</font></li><li><font size="5"><strong>Ask and Listen</strong>&nbsp;&ndash; Try: &ldquo;What makes you feel most loved?&rdquo; Then listen without explaining, defending, or correcting.</font></li><li><font size="5"><strong>Experiment</strong>&nbsp;&ndash; Try expressing love in different languages and notice what resonates.</font></li><li><font size="5"><strong>Check In Regularly</strong>&nbsp;&ndash; People&rsquo;s needs evolve. A gesture that worked a year ago may need refreshing today.</font></li></ul><br /><strong><font size="5">Bringing Curiosity, Play, and Creativity<br /><br /></font></strong><font size="5">Love languages give us the map, but a map is only useful if you keep exploring. Relationships are always evolving, and love thrives not just through the right gestures but through how we show up when we make them.</font><ul style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><li><font size="5">A playful note, an unexpected hug, or a spontaneous act of service can feel far more powerful than predictable ones.</font></li><li><font size="5">Moments of curiosity&mdash;asking about your partner&rsquo;s inner world, remembering small details, exploring something new together&mdash;build intimacy over time.</font></li><li><font size="5">Creativity doesn&rsquo;t have to be dramatic. Small surprises and thoughtful gestures keep desire alive and remind your partner: I still see you. I&rsquo;m still paying attention.</font></li></ul><br /><strong><font size="5">A Reflection Exercise for Couples:&nbsp;<br /><br /></font></strong><font size="5"><u>Try this together:</u><br /></font><ol style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><li><font size="5">Each partner identifies their top two love languages.</font></li><li><font size="5">Share specific examples of what helps you feel loved.</font></li><li><font size="5">For one week, intentionally offer one daily gesture in your partner&rsquo;s love language.</font></li><li><font size="5">At the end of the week, talk about what felt different, what you noticed, and what you appreciated.</font></li></ol><br /> <font size="5">This is not a test. It is a conversation, with curiosity, playfulness, and creativity built right in.</font><br /><br /><strong><br /><br /></strong><font size="5">In the end, love is never about perfect gestures; it is about generosity. It is always more about presence than just presents. Think of it as learning your partner&rsquo;s dialect. Even the tiniest hug, or a sticky note that says, &ldquo;You rock,&rdquo; can say, &ldquo;I see you. I love you.&rdquo;<br />&#8203;<br /></font><br /><strong><font size="5">Boom, translation complete!&nbsp;</font></strong><br /><br /><font size="4">&#8203;&nbsp;</font></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Valentine’s the Finnish Way: Love Starts With Friendship]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/valentines-the-finnish-way-love-starts-with-friendship]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/valentines-the-finnish-way-love-starts-with-friendship#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Sat, 14 Feb 2026 22:09:37 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/valentines-the-finnish-way-love-starts-with-friendship</guid><description><![CDATA[       When most of us think of Valentine&rsquo;s Day, we imagine roses, chocolates, and candlelit dinners for couples. But in Finland, February 14th is something refreshingly different: it&rsquo;s Yst&auml;v&auml;np&auml;iv&auml;, or &ldquo;Friend&rsquo;s Day.&rdquo; And it&rsquo;s all about friendship, not romance.&#8203;As a small child,&nbsp;I remember how teachers made sure every child was seen on Valentine&rsquo;s Day. It was more than just exchanging cards&mdash;it was a lesson in conside [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/uploads/6/8/9/1/68912239/screenshot-2026-02-09-at-15-45-26_orig.png" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph"><font size="4">When most of us think of Valentine&rsquo;s Day, we imagine roses, chocolates, and candlelit dinners for couples. But in Finland, February 14th is something refreshingly different: it&rsquo;s <em>Yst&auml;v&auml;np&auml;iv&auml;</em>, or &ldquo;Friend&rsquo;s Day.&rdquo; And it&rsquo;s all about <strong>friendship</strong>, not romance.<br />&#8203;</font><br /><font size="4">As a small child,&nbsp;I remember how teachers made sure every child was seen on Valentine&rsquo;s Day. It was more than just exchanging cards&mdash;it was a lesson in <strong>consideration, care, and inclusiveness</strong>. Imagine what a vulnerable or shy child experiences day after day in the classroom, feeling socially awkward or overlooked. To be noticed, chosen, and included in this simple yet meaningful way? Imagine the joy of that child running home to tell their parents they were remembered and celebrated. I often think of those less confident children and how powerful it must feel to know, even for one day, that they, too, are special.</font><br /><font size="4">What Finland&rsquo;s tradition understands is something I see again and again in my work as a relationship educator: <strong>friendship and desire are not opposites; they are deeply interconnected</strong>. By celebrating friendship first, children learn something profound that serves them throughout their lives: the <strong>best romantic partnerships are built on a foundation of genuine friendship</strong>.<br /></font><br /><font size="4">Those early classroom lessons taught us about intimacy long before we had words for it: the classmate who shared their lunch when you forgot yours, the friend who waved you over to join their game at recess, the teacher who quietly remembered your birthday. These small acts of recognition and inclusion were teaching us what it means to <strong>truly see another person and to be seen in return</strong>. Loyalty, playfulness, and being valued for who we are weren&rsquo;t just nice qualities in a friend&hellip;they were the very foundations of all loving relationships.</font><br /><font size="4">Yet within that foundation of friendship, something else must flourish for romantic love to thrive. Romance and friendship are often treated as separate realms, yet they share essential ground. The partner who knows how to be your friend, who can laugh with you at life&rsquo;s small absurdities, who sees you fully (warts and all) and chooses you again and again&mdash;this is the partner in whom desire endures. And desire, as I have observed, is nourished not only by closeness and trust, but by <strong>curiosity, unpredictability, and the subtle mysteries that keep us intrigued and alive to one another</strong>. Friendship provides the safe, steady base; mystery and surprise infuse it with spark.<br /></font><br /><font size="4">Finland&rsquo;s <em>Yst&auml;v&auml;np&auml;iv&auml;</em> plants these seeds early, teaching children that intimacy has many forms and that the <strong>capacity to connect, to care, and to celebrate others</strong> creates the foundation for all loving relationships to come. This Valentine&rsquo;s Day, we can honour that same principle: notice, appreciate, and celebrate the people in your life&mdash;friends, partners, colleagues, family&mdash;because these small gestures of seeing and valuing each other are what make love enduring, joyful, and ever alive.<br /></font><br /><font size="4"><em>And that, folks, is the Finnishing touch!</em> <span>&#128516;</span></font><br /><br /></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Listen to Learn, Speak to Be Known                                                        Why Communication Is More Than Just Words]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/listen-to-learn-speak-to-be-known-why-communication-is-more-than-just-words]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/listen-to-learn-speak-to-be-known-why-communication-is-more-than-just-words#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Mon, 19 Jan 2026 15:59:04 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/listen-to-learn-speak-to-be-known-why-communication-is-more-than-just-words</guid><description><![CDATA[ Last week, a couple told me, &ldquo;We just want to be understood, and we want less arguing.&rdquo; It&rsquo;s a familiar refrain. Most couples say they want better communication, but what they really want is connection. They want to feel safe, seen, and understood, even when tensions rise.Communication isn&rsquo;t about talking more, explaining better, or winning an argument. It&rsquo;s about creating a space where both people can show up fully, even when fear or frustration is present.After m [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span class='imgPusher' style='float:left;height:0px'></span><span style='display: table;width:auto;position:relative;float:left;max-width:100%;;clear:left;margin-top:0px;*margin-top:0px'><a><img src="https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/uploads/6/8/9/1/68912239/when-you-listen-to-learn-and-speak-to-be-known_orig.png" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; border-width:1px;padding:3px; max-width:100%" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder wsite-image" /></a><span style="display: table-caption; caption-side: bottom; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center;" class="wsite-caption"></span></span> <div class="paragraph" style="display:block;"><font size="3">Last week, a couple told me, <em>&ldquo;We just want to be understood, and we want less arguing.&rdquo;</em> It&rsquo;s a familiar refrain. Most couples say they want better communication, but what they really want is connection. They want to feel safe, seen, and understood, even when tensions rise.<br /><br />Communication isn&rsquo;t about talking more, explaining better, or winning an argument. It&rsquo;s about creating a space where both people can show up fully, even when fear or frustration is present.<br /><br />After more than thirty years working with couples, I&rsquo;ve noticed this: real communication happens when one person speaks to be known, and the other listens to learn. When either part falters, connection falters too.<br /><br /><br /><strong>Why Conversations Go Off Track</strong><br /><br />Most of us were never taught how to communicate, only that we should. So we fall back on habits that feel natural but often make things worse:</font><ul><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><font size="3">Listening to respond instead of understanding</font></li><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><font size="3">Interrupting to correct or clarify</font></li><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><font size="3">Preparing our defense while the other is still talking</font></li><li style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><font size="3">Confusing being right with being connected</font></li></ul><font size="3"><br />Underneath it all is something very human: fear. Fear of being blamed, dismissed, or misunderstood. When fear takes over, curiosity disappears.<br /><br /><br /><strong>Speaking to Be Known</strong><br /><br />Speaking to be known is about sharing your experience without blame. It&rsquo;s about naming what you feel, talking about impact rather than intent, and owning your emotions rather than assigning fault.<br /><br /><u>Instead of</u>:<br /><br /><em>&ldquo;You never listen to me.&rdquo;</em><br /><br /><u>try</u>:<br /><br /><em>&ldquo;When I don&rsquo;t feel heard, I shut down and pull away.&rdquo;</em><br /><br />This kind of speaking invites understanding instead of defensiveness.<br /><br /><br /><strong>Listening to Learn</strong><br /><br />Listening to learn is one of the most powerful and least practiced relationship skills. It&rsquo;s about listening without fixing, defending, or minimizing. The goal isn&rsquo;t agreement&mdash;it&rsquo;s understanding.<br /><br />A simple but transformative practice is mirroring: reflecting back what you heard, without judgment or advice. Something like:<br /><br /><em>&ldquo;So what I hear you saying is&hellip;&rdquo;</em><br /><br />That alone slows things down and signals, <em>&ldquo;You matter. I&rsquo;m really trying to understand you.&rdquo;</em><br /><br /><br /><strong>Why This Matters</strong><br /><br />Happy couples don&rsquo;t have fewer problems than unhappy ones; they just repair better. When people feel heard, they soften. When they soften, they stay engaged. That&rsquo;s where connection lives.<br /><br /><strong><font color="#000000">Communication isn&rsquo;t about perfection; it&rsquo;s about responsiveness for <span>connection</span>.</font></strong><br /><br /><br /><strong>A Simple Practice to Try</strong><br /><br />Set aside ten minutes. One person speaks for a few minutes about something that matters. The other listens and mirrors back what they heard. Then switch. No fixing, no advice, just presence.<br /><br />It may feel awkward at first. That&rsquo;s okay. You&rsquo;re learning a skill most of us were never taught.<br /><br /><br /><strong>Love Is a Practice</strong><br /><br />Love isn&rsquo;t just something we feel&hellip; it&rsquo;s something we do. And like any meaningful practice, it improves with intention. Relationships are where we struggle and grow the most. Learning to communicate well may be one of the most important life skills we can develop.<br /><br />If you&rsquo;d like to explore more ways to build resilient, emotionally healthy relationships, you&rsquo;re welcome to subscribe. I share reflections, research-informed insights, and practical tools to help love feel both meaningful and doable.<br /><br /><a href="https://letstalkaboutloveok.substack.com/p/listen-to-learn-speak-to-be-known">letstalkaboutloveok.substack.com</a><br /><a href="https://www.facebook.com/LydiaonLove">https://www.facebook.com/LydiaonLove</a><br />letstalkaboutlovemtl (IG)<br /><br /><br /></font><br /></div> <hr style="width:100%;clear:both;visibility:hidden;"></hr>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Quiet Work That Actually Shapes Our Lives...Why noticing the people you love matters more than checking off resolutions]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/the-quiet-work-that-actually-shapes-our-liveswhy-noticing-the-people-you-love-matters-more-than-checking-off-resolutions]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/the-quiet-work-that-actually-shapes-our-liveswhy-noticing-the-people-you-love-matters-more-than-checking-off-resolutions#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Fri, 02 Jan 2026 18:59:14 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/the-quiet-work-that-actually-shapes-our-liveswhy-noticing-the-people-you-love-matters-more-than-checking-off-resolutions</guid><description><![CDATA[       As another year turns, we feel it again&mdash;the push to&nbsp;&ldquo;do better&rdquo;.&nbsp;You know:Lose weight.Get in shape.Earn more.Save more.Get organized.Declutter.Fix what&rsquo;s broken.Get a life!By January, it&rsquo;s everywhere&mdash;the familiar rhetoric of self-improvement. And sure, I get it. Habits can be tracked. Goals can be measured. Closets can be decluttered. But here&rsquo;s the thing:&nbsp;what actually shapes our lives rarely shows up on a spreadsheet.Last week, my [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/uploads/6/8/9/1/68912239/404a07e3-0ef7-4cde-8195-62112b3fdd5a_orig.png" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph"><font size="3"><span>As another year turns, we feel it again&mdash;the push to&nbsp;</span><strong>&ldquo;do better&rdquo;.&nbsp;</strong><span>You know:</span></font><br /><br /><font size="3"><span>Lose weight.</span><br /><span>Get in shape.</span><br /><span>Earn more.</span><br /><span>Save more.</span><br /><span>Get organized.</span><br /><span>Declutter.</span><br /><span>Fix what&rsquo;s broken.</span><br /><span>Get a life!<br /></span></font><br /><font size="3"><span>By January, it&rsquo;s everywhere&mdash;the familiar rhetoric of self-improvement. And sure, I get it. Habits can be tracked. Goals can be measured. Closets can be decluttered. But here&rsquo;s the thing:&nbsp;</span><strong>what actually shapes our lives rarely shows up on a spreadsheet.<br /></strong></font><br /><font size="3"><span>Last week, my husband was telling me something important. And I&hellip;wasn&rsquo;t really there. My body was, but my attention had drifted somewhere between the peanut butter jar and whether we were out of olive oil. I only realized it when I blurted,&nbsp;</span><strong>&ldquo;Wait, what?&rdquo;</strong><span>&nbsp;&hellip;and I completely realized I&rsquo;d missed the heart of what he was saying.<br /></span></font><br /><font size="3"><span>Yes, this is me! The one who teaches and writes about empathy and presence. And there I was, nodding at the right moments while mentally composing my grocery list.</span><strong>&nbsp;Oops!<br /></strong></font><br /><strong><font size="5">Presence Over Perfection</font><br /><br /></strong><font size="3"><span>If we pause long enough, another kind of work comes into view&mdash;</span><strong>quieter, less measurable, and far more demanding.</strong><span>&nbsp;In our relationships, it&rsquo;s the work that actually matters:</span></font><br /><br /><font size="3"><strong><span>Empathy.</span><br /><span>Presence.</span><br /><span>Curiosity.<br /></span></strong></font><br /><font size="3">Empathy asks something simple:</font><ul style="color:rgb(54, 55, 55)"><li><strong><font size="3">To notice what it&rsquo;s like to be someone else right now.</font></strong></li><li><strong><font size="3">To sense what they need, even when it isn&rsquo;t spoken.</font></strong></li><li><strong><font size="3">To make space for their experience without rushing to correct, fix, or dismiss it.</font></strong></li></ul><strong></strong><br /> <font size="3"><span>It&rsquo;s selfless work. We can&rsquo;t control what someone else feels or does&mdash;but we&nbsp;</span><em>can</em><span>&nbsp;show up. Even when it&rsquo;s inconvenient. Even when it&rsquo;s uncomfortable. Even when we&rsquo;d rather be thinking about something else.<br /></span></font><br /><font size="3">During the holidays, I saw this pattern play out several times.<br /></font><br /><font size="3">A friend was talking about a tough family decision. Halfway through, I interrupted: &ldquo;Oh, that reminds me of when I&hellip;&rdquo; and launched into my own story. By the time I finished, she had gone quiet. The moment had passed.<br /></font><br /><font size="3">Another friend shared some exciting news about a long-awaited promotion. My first thought? &ldquo;Wow, does that mean longer hours away from your family?&rdquo; Her face fell. She hadn&rsquo;t asked for analysis&mdash;she just wanted someone to be genuinely excited with her.<br /></font><br /><font size="3"><span>And of course, my husband provides daily practice. While he speaks, I mentally calculate what else I have to do that day, nodding in all the right places while my brain runs in a different room. I call this multitasking. He calls it not listening.&#129762;</span><strong>Being a relationship educator doesn&rsquo;t mean I&rsquo;ve mastered empathy; it just means I get to notice how often I miss it.<br /></strong></font><br /><font size="3"><span>My dog, by the way, is better at this than I am. She notices everything. When I&rsquo;m sad, she sits on my feet. When I&rsquo;m anxious, she leans against my leg. She doesn&rsquo;t try to fix it. She just shows up.&nbsp;</span><em><strong>Ever notice &ldquo;dog&rdquo; is &ldquo;god&rdquo; spelled backward?</strong><span>&nbsp;</span></em><span>I think they&rsquo;re far more evolved than we are. &#128578;<br /></span></font><br /><font size="3"><span>These moments are humbling reminders for us all: even those of us who teach empathy slip into distraction, comparison, or problem-solving. And that&rsquo;s because&nbsp;</span><strong>presence isn&rsquo;t automatic</strong><span>; it&rsquo;s a choice, repeated endlessly, one small act at a time.<br /></span></font><br /><font size="3">This work exposes our patterns:</font><ul style="color:rgb(54, 55, 55)"><li><font size="3">Do we meet one another with generosity&mdash;or retreat into transaction?</font></li><li><font size="3">Do we truly listen&mdash;or offer advice too soon?</font></li><li><font size="3">Do we allow someone else&rsquo;s joy to shine&mdash;or dim it with comparison?</font></li></ul><br /> <font size="3"><span>It&rsquo;s uncomfortable because it asks us to feel what someone else is feeling.</span><br /><span>Easier to offer solutions than sit with sadness.</span><br /><span>Easier to scroll than hold space.</span><br /><span>Easier to interrupt with our story than stay curious about theirs.<br /></span></font><br /><font size="3"><span>The work of empathy doesn&rsquo;t come with progress bars or achievement badges</span><strong>.</strong><span>&nbsp;It accumulates quietly, in small, often invisible ways:<br /></span></font><ul style="color:rgb(54, 55, 55)"><li><strong><font size="3">Putting down your phone while someone speaks.</font></strong></li><li><strong><font size="3">Remembering a detail they mentioned weeks ago.</font></strong></li><li><font size="3"><strong>Choosing curiosity over judgment when behaviour confuses you</strong><span>.</span></font></li><li><font size="3"><strong>Even noticing the beings who rely on you&mdash;pausing to meet your dog&rsquo;s gaze, noticing your cat&rsquo;s presence, honouring the trust and dependence they place in you</strong><span>.</span></font><font size="3"><span></span></font></li></ul><font size="3"><span></span></font><br /> <font size="3"><strong>This kind of attention takes courage.&nbsp;</strong><span>Not the courage of goal-setting or self-optimization.&nbsp;</span><strong>The courage to stay present.</strong><span>&nbsp;To bear witness without trying to solve it. To risk discomfort. To choose connection over convenience.<br /></span></font><br /><font size="3"><span>And when we get it right&mdash;when we really listen, make space, stay&mdash;people remember. Not because we did something grand, but because&nbsp;</span><strong>we made them feel seen rather than tolerated, loved rather than managed.</strong></font><br /><font size="3"><span>So maybe the question at the start of a new year isn&rsquo;t how to become better&mdash;but&nbsp;</span><strong>how</strong><span>&nbsp;</span><strong>to&nbsp;</strong><em><strong>be</strong></em><strong>&nbsp;more present.<br /><br /></strong></font><ul style="color:rgb(54, 55, 55)"><li><font size="3">How can we listen with curiosity rather than waiting to reply?</font></li><li><font size="3">How can we offer attention without keeping score?</font></li><li><font size="3">How can we remain in difficult conversations instead of withdrawing?</font><br /></li></ul><br /> <font size="3"><span>This work is&nbsp;</span><strong>quiet, humble and often invisible.</strong><span>&nbsp;And yet,&nbsp;</span><strong>it is what sustains intimacy over time</strong><span>. It&rsquo;s also what I often get wrong&hellip;which is oddly comforting. It means I&rsquo;m still learning&hellip;practice makes perfect, right?&#9786;&#65039;<br /></span></font><br /><font size="3"><span>Empathy isn&rsquo;t a trait; it&rsquo;s a practice.</span><br /><span>Attention and care are skills we can&nbsp;</span><strong>cultivate, strengthen, and choose daily.</strong><br /><span>This is the&nbsp;</span><strong>curriculum of love</strong><span>&mdash;not romance, not sentiment&mdash;but the steady commitment to showing up for each other.</span><br /><span>And it can happen at any age, in any relationship, at any time.</span><br /><span>Even when you&rsquo;ve just blown it. Especially then.<br /></span></font><br /><font size="3"><span>So, where can you pause today?</span><br /><span>Or listen a little longer?</span><br /><span>Honour someone else&rsquo;s story?</span><br /><span>Or just be present for the lives that intersect your own?<br /></span></font><br /><font size="3"><span>I&rsquo;ll be over here, trying to remember what my husband just said.</span><br /><span>Putting the grocery list away for ten minutes.</span><br /><span>And&nbsp;</span><strong>practicing presence</strong><span>, one baby step at a time.&#128521;</span></font><br /><strong><font size="3"><br />&#8203;How will you practice presence this week? I&rsquo;d love to hear your thoughts in the comments!<br /></font></strong><br /><font size="3">Happy 2026!</font></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[December 19th, 2025]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/december-19th-2025]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/december-19th-2025#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Fri, 19 Dec 2025 13:24:28 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/december-19th-2025</guid><description><![CDATA[       I&rsquo;ve roasted more turkeys than I can count, fussing over seasoning, stuffing, basting, timing, and whether the potatoes are fluffy enough. You know&hellip; the usual holiday stress: trying to appear calm while silently panicking that guests will arrive late&mdash;or worse, that I won&rsquo;t be ready on time, that the gravy might burn, or that a side dish might meet a dramatic demise on the floor. As Julia Child might say: &ldquo;The gravy can wait. Find the wine :-)&rdquo;And then  [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/uploads/6/8/9/1/68912239/untitled-design-41_orig.png" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph"><br /><font size="4">I&rsquo;ve roasted more turkeys than I can count, fussing over seasoning, stuffing, basting, timing, and whether the potatoes are fluffy enough. You know&hellip; the usual holiday stress: trying to appear calm while silently panicking that guests will arrive late&mdash;or worse, that I won&rsquo;t be ready on time, that the gravy might burn, or that a side dish might meet a dramatic demise on the floor. As Julia Child might say: &ldquo;The gravy can wait. Find the wine :-)&rdquo;<br /><br /></font><br /><font size="4"><font color="#000000">And then there&rsquo;s Callie. She&rsquo;s never patiently sitting in a corner, watching politely. <em>Nooo.</em> She&rsquo;s completely underfoot, judging my every move with those soft, soulful eyes, weaving between my ankles like a furry game of Twister. Half the time, I&rsquo;m reaching for the oven, the sink, or a rogue cooking utensil. The other half, I&rsquo;m praying I don&rsquo;t step on a paw or trip over her tail. And yet somehow, she&rsquo;s also the best sous-chef I&rsquo;ve ever had&mdash; no complaints, no critiques, just enthusiastic, gourmet-style quality control. Meanwhile, my husband watches me rearrange serving dishes for the third time and rolls his eyes, as <span>I</span>&nbsp;mutter:&nbsp;"Are you blind&hellip;we can't serve our guests in those dishes?"<br /><br /></font></font><br /><font size="4">Chaotic? Yes<strong>.</strong> Ridiculous? Absolutely. Normal? Well, at least in our home.</font><br /><font size="4">But here's what years of hosting holidays and working with couples have taught me: the turkey was never the issue. It's always been about the stuffing.<br /><br /></font><br /><font size="4">LOL! Yep, the real problem is in the <em>stuffing.</em> And, I&rsquo;m not talking about breadcrumbs or sausage. I&rsquo;m talking about all the invisible, emotional things we pile in there: tiny resentments, unmet expectations, unspoken feelings, subtle slights, issues of power and control, and all those little irritations we pretend don&rsquo;t exist&hellip;but are just waiting to spill over. We all do it. Every single one of us. And unlike the turkey, you can't just carve around it.<br /><br /></font><br /><strong><font size="4">Showing Up for Each Other in the Holiday Chaos<br /><br /></font></strong><br /><font size="4">It&rsquo;s easy to get lost in the rush and perfectionism of the holidays. What truly counts is how you meet the chaos together. The deeper question is simply this: <strong>How are you showing up today?</strong> Are you noticing your partner&rsquo;s efforts&mdash;the small gestures of care? </font><font size="4">Maybe it's the way they quietly take on a task so you can focus elsewhere, or silently shoulder the stress? Are you allowing space for each other&rsquo;s fatigue, frustration, or vulnerability? Because these moments are not interruptions...they are opportunities to connect.<br /><br /></font><br /><font size="4"><font color="#000000">The holidays have a way of amplifying tension, especially if you&rsquo;re retired, both working from home, or suddenly spending more hours together than usual. You might realize that spending extended time in close quarters with the same person is well&hellip;intense. Proximity doesn&rsquo;t automatically create intimacy. What&nbsp;</font><font color="#000000"><em>makes</em>&nbsp;the difference is how couples respond to the inevitable stress, <span>i.e.</span>, whether they dig in or soften, escalate or repair.<br /><br /></font></font><br /><font size="4">And this is exactly where the magic of repair&nbsp;lives. In the eye roll that turns into a smile. Or the half-apology offered over the sink. Even a quiet reset sealed with a refill of the &ldquo;<em>cooking</em>&rdquo; wine:-) The emotional &ldquo;stuffing&rdquo; doesn&rsquo;t have to explode. When noticed and tended to, it can become the place where couples reconnect&mdash;not because they got it right, but because they found their way back to each other.<br /><br />&#8203;</font><br /><font size="4">Now stuff that in your Christmas stocking. <span>&#128514;</span></font><br /><br /><font size="4">Happy holidays, everyone!<br />Lydia</font><span style="color:rgb(0, 0, 0)"><font size="5">&#127876;</font></span><br /><br /><br /></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Remembering through my Father's eyes]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/remembering-through-my-fathers-eyes]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/remembering-through-my-fathers-eyes#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Tue, 11 Nov 2025 12:47:53 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/remembering-through-my-fathers-eyes</guid><description><![CDATA[       Every November 11th,&nbsp;I think of my father&mdash;not specifically in uniform, not on the battlefield, but in the striped pyjamas of a prisoner of war. He was a Polish soldier, a resistance fighter, a teacher, a writer, and a man who believed that the greatest act of patriotism was not defined by hatred, but by love for truth, freedom, and the dignity of every human being. Every November 11th, on Remembrance Day, we honour the fallen. But remembrance, for me, has always been more than  [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/uploads/6/8/9/1/68912239/can-you-create-one-flower-into-a-heart-amongst-a-field-of-poppies-in-watercolour_orig.jpeg" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph"><br /><font size="4"><strong>Every November 11th,</strong>&nbsp;I think of my father&mdash;not specifically in uniform, not on the battlefield, but in the striped pyjamas of a prisoner of war. He was a Polish soldier, a resistance fighter, a teacher, a writer, and a man who believed that the greatest act of patriotism was not defined by hatred, but by love for truth, freedom, and the dignity of every human being. Every November 11th, on Remembrance Day, we honour the fallen. But remembrance, for me, has always been more than battles, medals, or history books. It is about love, the kind that survives when the world forgets what it means to be human.</font><br /><br /><font size="4">In 1944, my father spent Christmas Eve in a concentration camp in Austria. He was one of many prisoners who had nothing left but his voice and his memory of home. Despite hunger, exhaustion, and the ever-present pall of death, he and his fellow prisoners organized a small Christmas celebration. Polish, French, Italian, and Greek voices filled the barracks. The prisoners barely understood each other, but together they sang songs of faith and homeland that rose beneath the ceilings of a place built for cruelty and fear. Even the block leaders and guards chimed in, moved by something that transcended orders and nations.<br />&#8203;</font><br /><font size="4">My father helped create not only a new Christmas&nbsp;but also a new attitude... and hope. There were no decorations beyond a modest tree, no warmth beyond the shared breath of hope. And yet, through music and togetherness, they made something sacred: a cherished memory...&nbsp;an armistice of the heart.</font><br /><br /><font size="4">I barely knew my father, as I was very young when he died. But what I did know about him was this: love is not the absence of suffering; it is what allows us to endure it. And his story reminds me that remembrance is not only about mourning the dead soldiers who fought so valiantly for their countries. It is about protecting what they lived for: courage, freedom, and the quiet commitment to keep believing in goodness.</font><br /><br /><font size="4">This <strong>Remembrance Day,</strong> I honour my father not only as a soldier, but as a man who knew that love could still be sung in a place meant to silence it. His story calls us to remember that peace is not given. It is created again and again through compassion, forgiveness, and the courage to keep our hearts open. In remembering him, I remember what it means to be human&nbsp;and the courage to love.<br />&#8203;</font><br /><strong><em><font size="4">Lest I forget.</font></em></strong></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Making Time for Love This Thanksgiving]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/making-time-for-love-this-thanksgiving]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/making-time-for-love-this-thanksgiving#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Sat, 11 Oct 2025 20:11:01 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/making-time-for-love-this-thanksgiving</guid><description><![CDATA[       Thanksgiving reminds us that life is not just about the tasks we complete, the emails we send, or the errands we tick off. It&rsquo;s about the people who make life richer...the family who knows our stories, the friends who know our hearts, the partners who still see us even when we don&rsquo;t see ourselves anymore.In the rush of our daily lives, love is not always intentional. It&rsquo;s easy to assume it&rsquo;s always there. But love, connection, and gratitude flourish when we pause,  [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/uploads/6/8/9/1/68912239/screenshot-2025-10-11-at-07-08-54_orig.png" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph"><font size="4">Thanksgiving reminds us that life is not just about the tasks we complete, the emails we send, or the errands we tick off. It&rsquo;s about the people who make life richer...the family who knows our stories, the friends who know our hearts, the partners who still see us even when we don&rsquo;t see ourselves anymore.<br /></font><br /><font size="4">In the rush of our daily lives, love is not always intentional. It&rsquo;s easy to assume it&rsquo;s always there. But love, connection, and gratitude flourish when we pause, look up from our phones, and really show up.<br /></font><br /><font size="4"><strong>Small actions matter:</strong>&nbsp;a touch, a kind word, eye contact, or even recalling one meaningful memory. These moments are the building blocks of lasting connection.<br /></font><br /><font size="4"><strong>Why not consider</strong>&nbsp;taking a moment to share a memory or tell a story from the past, name something you appreciate about someone at the table, sit quietly together, or even remember loved ones who are no longer with you&mdash;note how their presence lives on in your hearts. Small gestures like these are the building blocks of lasting connection.<br /></font><br /><font size="4">This Thanksgiving, make time&mdash;not just for turkey or traditions, but for each other.<strong> Laugh</strong>. <strong>Share</strong> a memory. Sit quietly together. Notice not just what is said, but what is felt. Let the presence of those you care for be enough.<br />&#8203;</font><br /><font size="4">Because life&rsquo;s greatest gift isn&rsquo;t what&rsquo;s on the table...it&rsquo;s who surrounds it. And nurturing these connections, day by day, is the secret to a life full of <strong>love.</strong><br /><br />Happy Thanksgiving,<br />Lydia</font><br /><br /></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Joy Loves Company (and so do we:-).]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/joy-loves-company-and-so-do-we]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/joy-loves-company-and-so-do-we#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Tue, 24 Jun 2025 17:26:13 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/joy-loves-company-and-so-do-we</guid><description><![CDATA[       I&rsquo;m in the business of romantic and intimate relationships. And while these are deeply important to our lives, this blog focuses on another key ingredient to our well-being: our friendships.Psychological research from around the globe shows that having strong social connections is one of the most reliable predictors of a long, healthy, and happy life. Strong bonds not only boost our mood but also build our resilience and, yes, even improve our physical health.Let&rsquo;s face it: li [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/uploads/6/8/9/1/68912239/retro-photo-collage-travel-road-trip-poster-2_orig.png" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph"><font size="4">I&rsquo;m in the business of romantic and intimate relationships. And while these are deeply important to our lives, this blog focuses on another key ingredient to our well-being: <strong>our friendships</strong>.<br /></font><br /><font size="4">Psychological research from around the globe shows that having strong social connections is one of the most reliable predictors of a long, healthy, and happy life. Strong bonds not only boost our mood but also build our resilience and, yes, even improve our physical health.<br /></font><br /><font size="4">Let&rsquo;s face it: life can get heavy. Between work, responsibilities, challenges and losses, not to mention endless to-do lists, it&rsquo;s easy to find ourselves running on autopilot, with joy falling to the wayside. And that&rsquo;s exactly why friendship matters so much. Good friends &mdash; the kind you can truly relax with &mdash; have this wonderful ability to press <em>pause</em> on the serious side of life. With them, we remember how to laugh, how to play, how to be a little silly again.<br /></font><br /><font size="4">There&rsquo;s a kind of magic that happens when you gather around a table with friends. You start with a casual glass of wine, a shared meal, a little more wine... and soon stories are flowing, giggles bubble up, and next thing you know &mdash; someone&rsquo;s wiping tears from their eyes. The stress melts away, replaced by connection, joy, and that unmistakable feeling: <em>these are my people</em>. That sense of comfort, acceptance, history, and pure fun....and more memories&nbsp;made to soothe the soul. &nbsp;<strong>Priceless.<br /></strong></font><br /><font size="4">Life isn&rsquo;t just about doing. It&rsquo;s about being. And being with people who &ldquo;get you&rdquo; is one of the sweetest parts of life. So here&rsquo;s to the friends who pull us out of our funks, who remind us how to play, who fill our lives with stories, humour, and the kind of warmth no wellness app can ever deliver.&nbsp;<br /></font><br /><font size="4">Here&rsquo;s to the friends who keep us young at heart and remind us that joy is <em>always</em> best when shared!</font><br /><br /><font size="1">Lydia</font><br /><br /></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Broken Open]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/broken-open]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/broken-open#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Fri, 30 May 2025 21:11:57 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/blog/broken-open</guid><description><![CDATA[       There are some people you will love forever&mdash;no matter what they did, no matter how much it hurt.Not because you&rsquo;re weak, but because your soul saw something in them:a light,a wound,a truth. &nbsp;And letting go doesn&rsquo;t erase that.Have you ever loved someone like that?Someone who couldn't meet you in your truth.Someone who deceived you, then disappeared&mdash;without an apology.Someone who, you&rsquo;ve come to understand, may carry pain even deeper than yours.He or she m [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.letstalkaboutlove.ca/uploads/6/8/9/1/68912239/screenshot-2025-05-30-at-17-00-10_orig.png" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph"><br /><br /><font size="3">There are some people you will love forever&mdash;no matter what they did, no matter how much it hurt.<br />Not because you&rsquo;re weak, but because your soul <em>saw</em> something in them:<br /><br />a light,<br />a wound,<br />a truth. &nbsp;<br /><br />And letting go doesn&rsquo;t erase that.</font><br /><br /><font size="3">Have you ever loved someone like that?<br />Someone who couldn't meet you in your truth.<br />Someone who deceived you, then disappeared&mdash;without an apology.<br />Someone who, you&rsquo;ve come to understand, may carry pain even deeper than yours.</font><br /><br /><font size="3">He or she may never return. They may never say sorry.<br />And still... you love them. You <em>want them to heal.</em></font><br /><br /><font size="3">Not because you&rsquo;re waiting&hellip;<br />But because you&rsquo;ve stopped needing closure to offer peace.</font><br /><br /><font size="3"><strong>Letting go doesn&rsquo;t always mean cutting someone off in anger.</strong><br />Sometimes, it means releasing them softly&mdash; with a heart that still trembles but stays open.<br />It means choosing to love without attachment&hellip;<br />To offer a blessing without expecting anything in return.</font><br /><br /><font size="3">At some point, it&rsquo;s no longer about revenge.<br />It&rsquo;s no longer even about the apology that never came.<br />It becomes about something quieter.<br />Something deeper.</font><br /><br /><font size="3"><strong>Peace.</strong><br /><br />For both hearts.<br />For the wound that lingers between them,<br />Silently&nbsp;aching,&nbsp;</font><br /><br /><font size="3">...to finally stop bleeding.</font><br /><br /><font size="3"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Forgiveness is not the end of healing.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">It&rsquo;s the outcome of healing.<br />&#8203;</span></font><br /><font size="3">Lydia</font><br /><br />.</div>]]></content:encoded></item></channel></rss>