11:11 make a wish
on love that endures
I’ve been thinking a lot about love lately—not the grand gestures we see in movies or read about in novels, but the kind that shows up in the small, consistent acts that span decades, perhaps even lifetimes.
The kind I witnessed while planning my mother’s 70th birthday alongside my father.
Despite his demanding work schedule, he never once forgot to follow up with me about the venue, the details, the gifts—calling me between clients, calling during his commute, making sure his wife would have the most memorable 70th birthday party with her friends.
This is what real love looks like—not simply his acts of service, but his deep desire to see her smile.
I hear about men who fail to properly care for their wives in later years as they get sick. But I’ve witnessed my father’s wholehearted devotion, loyalty, and love for my mom as she endured one of the toughest years of her life through various illnesses, conditions, and countless doctor’s visits.
My father’s love and devotion for my mother are so genuine and pure. Perhaps it’s this understanding—this firsthand knowledge of what real love looks like—that gave me the courage to leave my marriage.
I’m fortunate enough to understand how messy, imperfect, but beautiful real love is by being a living witness to my parents’ love story that spans over 50 years.
As I watched my father deliver his heartfelt speech for my mom, telling her how sad he is to one day have to part with her, I was reminded once again that there is nothing more powerful and worthwhile than love.
No amount of wealth, success, or fame has the power to elevate and fulfill one’s life like love. There is truly no greater joy, meaning, or purpose than love itself.
When I began my marriage in my early 20s, I naively assumed that love like my parents’ would be easily found. So I kept trying and trying despite the odds, hoping that if I just persisted, if I just tried a little bit harder, I could attain the same kind of love.
But my love story has been different. Instead of finding true love within my marriage, I had to step outside of it.
The past few years have been difficult at times, but I’m so grateful that I get this new opportunity to try again. Despite all the ways my heart has been broken, I still believe in love.
The temptations and distractions of the world want us to forget, make us jaded, and get us to give up on the most beautiful and powerful force in existence.
But I refuse to give up, because I can’t turn away from the very essence of my being—one of divine love.
Like a lighthouse standing firm against the storm, I choose to keep my light burning. The waves may crash, the winds may howl, but the beacon remains.
Because love isn’t something we find only in calm waters—it’s what guides us home through the darkness.
11:11.
Today is a powerful day of manifestation. Say your prayers, write down your affirmations, don’t give up on love.
We may all have different timelines, but love is available for all of us—as long as we match its frequency.
The heart that stays open, even after breaking, is the one that becomes strong enough to hold the kind of love it was always meant to carry.
You can read more about the love I’m calling in.
What frequency are you choosing to hold today?