Sometimes you have to leave love behind to find new love. 

It's hard.

It's never supposed to be easy.

And, like they say, it's better to just rip the band-aid off, than slowly peel.

Well, I don't know if either of theses statements are ALWAYS true.

But I do know that they are true..most of the time.

In Spain, and apparently all across Europe, there are these "love locks." 

I have a new obsession with them.  

They remind me of all the love I have in my life...and all the love I am continually gaining through my experiences in life, especially my experiences here, in Spain.  

I have learned to love new people, places, sights, smells, food, buses, big cities...etc...the list could go on...forever.

  And I have gained this new love all because I took a leap.  A leap that was very hard for me to make, for various reasons, but none the less, a necessary leap.  

And I have never been so happy.  These leaps of faith are what try me the most because I have a hard time trusting someone will catch me. Yet, I am always caught. 

And each time I am caught, I learn to love more.  Learn to love differently.  Learn to love again.

And this time I have really learned what it means to give up something to get something else.

And usually, that's exactly how love works.  

So, enjoy some of the love, and remember the loved ones (or even the "things") you love most. 

As I did today.

These are the lovers of Cuenca, by the way.

(*My journey through Cuenca to be posted also...but love is always more exciting, 

so I thought I'd start there)

The lover's locks:

(It's said they throw the key, usually in a river, to make sure the lock is never opened, "locking" their love forever)

LOVE

(and let me just tell you, this is NOTHING compared to some places SMOTHERED in locks..oh, love!)