I've been kind of blah since Easter. Holidays are hard enough on me, then you add family drama and I could just sink under all the ugly. I could let it overwhelm me. Tonight was the lift I needed. Hubby and I were talking about young love. That first little feeling of maybe, that hint of emotion that becomes bigger and stronger as time progresses. The first shy stages of getting to know each other.
We have this young couple at church that have just started dating. They are too cute together. Their last names are True and Love. Wow. The moms and I were talking the other day about how cute they were and how great they were being with the relationship. We got busted, too. They made us admit we were talking about them. I hate getting busted. Anyway...The topic came up of their last names. Put them together and what a great statement that is. True Love. I would hyphenate just for the attention it would draw. That's just how I am.
I remember first love. The giddiness, the sweaty palms, wondering, hoping the phone would ring. And this was before the era of cell phones. I didn't have call waiting. Most of the time he called me while I was at work. The employee line would ring and I'd get all fluttery. Was it him? Sometimes, sometimes not. I'm still that way. He has a special ring tone and when I hear it I'm like one of Pavlov's dogs. I still get giddy. My heart still races. I can't get to the phone fast enough. He comes home from work and I'm the happiest I've been all day. It's not just that he can deal with the kids now, but it's happy to see him come home, to see that sweet man I love so much. And so he can deal with the kids. True Love
There is an older couple at church that have recently started dating. They have both lost their previous spouses. They are the sweetest couple to see together. They come in together and are smiling. You know they enjoy each other's company. The have that giddy look in their eyes. He has always seemed so shy, but since dating her, he has really come out of his shell. He seems more forthcoming, more welcoming. She has been very good for him. There are not lots of public displays of affection. It could be the generation, or out of respect for their former spouses. But he will touch her arm, or the small of her back. And she smiles when he does. They are so amazing to watch and see together. I told him today, that for whatever it's worth, I think they make a beautiful couple. True Love.
The Princess Bride is one of the sappiest movies ever. It takes the fantasy of many young girls and twists it. It distorts what most girls dream. They dream of falling in love with the prince. They dream of heros. As they get older they dream of pirates and develop an affinity for the bad boy. In the movie, the one thing that gets the main characters through every situation is True Love. They know that love will get them through anything. They will be reunited and will overcome every obstacle through the power of their feelings for each other. I love that movie. True Love.
I love to see people that are in love. I love to see true affection and playfulness and tenderness and respect and love. It is a beautiful and joyous sight. It lifts my soul to see hope and expectation. It did me good to see so much of that today. True Love.
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Wove!! Twue wove!! Hubby was off yesterday and offered to run an errand to Dallas for me because I had laundry to do. We went together just because I love to be with him. Laundry will always be there. Love you guys!!
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