Devotion: The Love We Seek, The Strength We Find

What does devotion truly mean?

To some, it’s just a word. To me, it’s a force that has shaped my life, tested my strength, and redefined my understanding of love. I’ve witnessed love in its purest form, seen the depths of heartbreak, and learned that true devotion is not just about holding on—but also about knowing when to let go.

This is my story of love, loss, resilience, and the unwavering belief that what we seek is always seeking us in return.

The Love That Shaped Me

My grandparents on my father’s side were the embodiment of devotion. They never took each other for granted. Despite her fiery temper, he always found a way to balance her moods with love, melting away her grumpiness with a quiet smile or a small, thoughtful gesture. She would turn her face away, trying to hide her smile, never wanting to admit that he had softened her. (I recognise that now)

They spent hours together, watching animal documentaries, fighting movies with Chuck Norris while he gently massaged her feet—a small yet profound act of devotion. Their bond was unshakable, unique, and undeniable. It was the kind of love that needed no grand gestures, only a lifetime of unwavering presence.

Even in their final days, their connection remained. When he passed away, she followed just a week later. Despite her battle with Alzheimer’s, she knew he wasn’t coming back. She refused to go on without him. They had promised each other they’d leave together—and they kept that promise.

For a long time, I thought love like that only belonged to another era, something too rare to exist in today’s world. But recently, I witnessed something that changed my perspective.

I meet two couples —so in sync, so effortlessly connected—that it reminded me of my grandparents. The way he looked at her, the way she leaned into him with complete trust, the unspoken language they shared—it was all there. And in that moment, I realized how lucky I am to have witnessed such love, not just once, but multiple times in my lifetime. It reassured me that devotion is not a thing of the past—it still exists, waiting to be found by those who truly believe in it.

The Weight of Our Childhood Patterns

We all carry echoes of our childhood into our relationships. And when a separation between parents happens, there’s always that lingering feeling:

“Maybe I could have done more. Maybe I could have changed something.”

But the truth is, as a child, there’s nothing you can do. Still, you absorb the reasons behind their decision, and without realizing it, you internalize them. You create a pattern. A pattern of abandonment and betrayal, even if reality is far more complex than it seems. And you carry that with you, into every future relationship.

It becomes an invisible fear, whispering that you’ll never truly find peace. You don’t notice it at first—not in your first love, or even the second—but since it’s a pattern, it has a way of repeating itself. Like a cycle, it places you in familiar situations, forcing you to confront your wounds and break free.

And here’s the painful truth: many people live their entire lives without ever learning. They repeat the same mistakes, follow the same patterns, never questioning why love seems to slip through their fingers.

I had to break that cycle. But first, I had to face the most challenging lesson of my life.

The Lesson That Changed Everything

There was a time when I felt truly seen for the first time. A connection so deep, so unexplainable, that it brought my inner child to the surface, offering me a sense of balance I never thought was possible. The bond was surreal—it forced me to reflect, to heal, to believe that maybe, just maybe, love was not meant to be painful.

But love is not enough if both people are not willing to move forward together.

I was ready to grow, to evolve, to take the leap. But on the other side, stillness remained. And so, I had to make a choice.

And I chose myself.

It wasn’t an easy choice. I struggled, questioned myself, and felt the weight of letting go of something that once felt meant to be. But I learned one of the most valuable lessons:

Love is not about seeing potential—it’s about seeing action.

Because no matter how much potential you see in someone, no matter how much you invest in them, there has to be an exchange. There has to be reciprocity. A willingness to do.

Without action, there is no outcome.

And love is not a competition. It is not about who holds on longer or who sacrifices more. It’s about meeting each other at the same depth, with the same level of intention.

If you see possibility, and the other person sees only an ending, there is nothing you can do but let go. Believe me—I know how difficult that is. But staying in a situation where you feel comfortable yet unfulfilled will destroy you in ways you don’t even notice until it’s too late.Some people settle for that, but I never could.

Because I give my best, I expect nothing less in return. That’s who I am. And in order to stay true to myself, I will redefine and reinvent who I am, every single day.

A Love Worth Waiting For

We spend so much of our lives building walls, fortifying ourselves against pain, when all we truly crave is protection. We want the assurance that we can rely on someone unconditionally.

For me, material possessions have never mattered; what holds value is the character of a person and how they make me feel when I’m by their side.

That’s why I’ve never settled—not even when everything else seemed perfect. Because without the foundation of what I believe in, none of it truly matters.

I remain devoted to my beliefs because when you have faith in love, it finds you in the most unexpected ways when you least expect. It turns your world upside down, forcing you to explore the deepest corners of your soul and heal.

And when you emerge from that journey, you find Him waiting there…starring at you —proof that devotion and belief are never in vain.

What Does Devotion Mean to You?

Devotion comes in many forms—self-love, relationships, dreams. What does devotion mean to you? Have you ever faced a moment where you had to choose between love and yourself?