On What I Think Love Should Be Like

I have specific ideals about love, and how it is supposed to be.  I should know better.  I work in family law.  Sometimes my own life is a poster child for family law cases.  I know that love takes work.  But a part of me feels it should be like this:

Madly passionate.  Extraordinary.  NOT mediocre.  Because it is LOVE.

And I think, because of this expectation, I get disappointed.  And somehow I keep hoping and trying.  Which is okay with me – because how can I find something of that quality, that caliber, without trying.

But some days, I feel like this:

Today is one of those days.