I was sitting in my recliner on Valentine's Day with a full belly and a bit of a cynical streak running undetected. I flicked on the television and there were all kinds of chick flicks polluting the air waves. I sorted through them to seek the least painful of them and found the 1980 movie "Somewhere in Time" starring Christopher Reeve and Jane Seymour. I settled in at my computer listening to the sappy over the top crap they stuff down people's throats while calling it romance.
Near the end of the movie, Richard Collier (C.R's character) starves himself because he can't get back to Elise McKenna (J.S.'s character.) The hotel staff break into the room and find the seated Richard and decide he's to weak to walk so they lift him to the bed. As they're doing so, the porter says, "Someone get his legs." I said out loud to my husband, "Talk about forshadowing!" And then I laughed, pathetically, long, and hard at my own joke.
I am not unromantic. I just don't think romance is found in stupid movies, boxes of chocolates, or expensive dinners. I believe it is found in the little ordinary things that is done by yourself, or done for you by your significant other.
The little things like:
making sandwiches for their lunch
remembering to take out the garbage
bringing them a glass of water when they have a cough attack in the middle of the night
hugging them often
kissing them often
making them their favorite dinner when they've had a bad day
cleaning the cat box even when it isn't your turn
picking up the laundry without complaining they missed...again
believing and trusting that no matter what you're fighting against/for/about, you will make it through, no matter what.
that special look that you give when you want to "play"
laughing out loud at their witty retorts
not being grossed out when they clip their toenails in bed.
when they remember to put the seat down after peeing, nearly every time
when they take the dog out in the morning so you can sleep in a bit more on your day off
loving them no matter how ridiculous they may be acting
Romance is not something to be done once a year, it is a constant ongoing process where you are considerate, kind, compassionate, thoughtful, and loving to the person you've elected to spend your life with. When you do not follow the simple aspect of respecting them, you're likely to lose them. Even a cynic like me who can crack jokes about a dead guy's romantic movie, can find that special place with the one I love and romance every day.
15/02 : Somewhere in Time
Near the end of the movie, Richard Collier (C.R's character) starves himself because he can't get back to Elise McKenna (J.S.'s character.) The hotel staff break into the room and find the seated Richard and decide he's to weak to walk so they lift him to the bed. As they're doing so, the porter says, "Someone get his legs." I said out loud to my husband, "Talk about forshadowing!" And then I laughed, pathetically, long, and hard at my own joke.
I am not unromantic. I just don't think romance is found in stupid movies, boxes of chocolates, or expensive dinners. I believe it is found in the little ordinary things that is done by yourself, or done for you by your significant other.
The little things like:
Romance is not something to be done once a year, it is a constant ongoing process where you are considerate, kind, compassionate, thoughtful, and loving to the person you've elected to spend your life with. When you do not follow the simple aspect of respecting them, you're likely to lose them. Even a cynic like me who can crack jokes about a dead guy's romantic movie, can find that special place with the one I love and romance every day.
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