The Birthday Card
Nov 29th, 2009 by Liz Bennefeld
one more card to say
that mere words cannot express
the depths of his love
And to think that at one time I was convinced that marriage was not for me. Mine is the most wonderful husband in the world. Yes, really!
I’ve been facing similar fears, myself. You and Al are one of the examples that give me hope. For that, I thank you both. {soft smile, HUGS, SQUEEZES}
Anne Elizabeth Baldwin
It’s never too late for love, and it can turn up in the oddest circumstances, sometimes. Usually, I think, when one isn’t looking for it, but . . .
…but you never know? I’m hoping love and romance will happen to me sometime. Tho as my dad has pointed out, it’s better to be unhappily single than unhappily married. {smile}
The stories I read don’t always help, unfortunately. It seems like the hardest to find is one where a handicapped woman like myself ends up with a romantic interest who is free to choose someone else, but prefers her. {lop-sided Smile}
Anne Elizabeth Baldwin
I definitely agree with your dad. Much, much better to be single than to be unhappily married. I will admit to being not much inclined towards romance, considering love to be a mutual decision/commitment to a course of actions, rather than an emotion. The emotion will not always be there (at the same level, that is), but it is necessary that the relationship continue on the same basis as before, or problems will be difficult to resolve.
Also, just as an observation, when Al and I started dating, it was with the firm understanding that neither of us was interested in getting married. Perfectly happy being single, we each said. Things just evolved over the next eight months, as we found ourselves spending more and more time together. Interests in common, liked talking to someone who was interested in listening, etc.
Thanks for telling me how your relationship got started. That sounds like a nice, slow start. {SMILE}
{Thoughtful look} I believe in romance, but I believe that Harlequin and Hallmark get it wrong a lot. {lop-sided smile} Both moonlight and champagne mess up my ability to walk thanks to my terrible sense of balance. I’d find sparkling cider and a flashlight to help me get back to the car a lot more romantic. {pause} I guess the real romance comes down to telling someone “Yes, I could go it alone, or find someone else, but I’d rather be with you.” {SMILE}
Anne Elizabeth Baldwin
“I guess the real romance comes down to telling someone ‘Yes, I could go it alone, or find someone else, but I’d rather be with you.’ ”
That just about sums it up.
As far as romances go, I pretty much stuck with the Regency romances. I’ve been buying a LOT fewer books since they were retired in favor of Historicals. I’ve never considered /s/e/x/ to be a spectator sport.
I think I know what you mean about the /s/e/x/. I can put up with a scene if it advances a plot. I can even enjoy it if the characterization is both strong and likable. However, most of the time, it’s there because convention says it ought to be there. Since that’s the quickest way to lose me, I don’t read many romances. {Smile}
I’ve had better luck finding romantic stories in science fiction and fantasy, to tell the truth. At least they’re a little better about fading to black. {Smile}
Anne Elizabeth Baldwin