I've somehow grown up romantic at heart ... and I have no idea how I've done it!
I know that a lot of girls get all mushy when they see a young couple holding hands or something. And I must admit, there's nothing like a young couple holding hands ... and gazing into each other's eyes ... and smiling at each other ... and whispering to each other ... and generally behaving as if they think they're the only people on the face of the planet ... to make a single girl feel - well - single. But although I'm sure it's wonderful to be twenty-one and in love and newly married, I can't helping think it must be more wonderful to be seventy-one and in love and very married.
The other day I saw an elderly couple in the grocery store. They were holding hands and generally behaving ... well, they weren't behaving as if they were the only people on the face on the planet, but they were both behaving as if the other was the most important person on the face on the planet. And I got all mushy! I pushed the shopping cart up and down the aisles randomly, gazing blankly at the shopping list and thinking, 'Wow ... now THAT'S what I call romantic!'
They love each other and they know it. They've gone through all sorts of ups and downs together, they've raised children and grandkids together, they've lived life together. And they're still holding hands and living life together.
So I was thinking ... if God wants me to get married and brings Prince Charming into my life, I am going to love each and every moment of our friendship and courtship and engagement. I am going to throw myself heart and soul into loving him and being my best for him and preparing for our wedding and our life together. But all along, I want to remember that the best is yet to be ... marrying my best friend is only the beginning, living life with my best friend and growing old with my best friend is still to come. And one day, when we're both very old and wise and mellow ...
Well, one day we'll go grocery shopping together and we'll hold hands and we'll both behave as if the other is the most important person on the face of the planet. And I hope I'll remember how special our wedding day was, but I also hope I'll remember that this is better.
That this is what I call romantic ...
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I've never commented on your blog before but I have been reading it for a while now. I really appreciated this post. The couple you talked about was really sweet.
Over at the Common Room they are doing Linky Love...and I submitted a link to this post since it was a post that touched me this week.
http://heartkeepercommonroom.blogspot.com/2007/10/bless-blogger.html
Melinda
Beautiful...
Melinda, thank you for commenting ... it's SO much fun 'meeting' the peoeple who read my blog through the comments! I'm so glad this post touched you ... it's so wonderful to know that! Jen ... thank you!
I came here through the Common Room link that Melinda posted. Your post reminded me of something my father told me a few weeks after my mother died very suddenly at the age of 64.
On the bus that he takes to work, he would often see an old couple, she overweight and slow, he despite his cane helping her up the steps and into a seat. "I used to pity them," my father told me. "Now, I envy them."
That's actually the happily ever after. Love that has seen it all and still stood firm.
As you say, that's "the happily ever after"! Thank you for your comment! :)
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