Hello Darlings, Everyone loves love. Even the harshest characters surely have a soft spot somewhere – but with our workaday world ever sucking the life out of our romantic side – it can be far too easy to forget to make time for romance, if we even have thought enough to realize what really is romance?
So, I got to thinking — who actually taught me about romance? Surely not mom or dad, and probably not boyfriends of a relationships past. Maybe Hollywood deserves much of the credit, as do the ladies of Sex and the City— however in reality they probably taught me more about what isn’t romantic!
I do spend a lot of time reading, although in recent years sadly less and less. Jane Eyre probably had as much influence on my romantic side, especially that I’m the ultimate loyal best friend. But when thinking of the books I’ve read, most are the opposite of romance. Of course loyalty is a wonderful trait, but it’s not really going to capture a heart. And so many of the other novels have far more to do with blinded by love women breaking free to develop their sense of self – maybe inspiring role models for some – but that really doesn’t speak to my life.
I might be on the path to romantic revelation, until then I look forward to enjoying more novels that touch the topic. My latest is Paris Wife by Paula McLain! I am halfway through the book that beautifully illustrates the life of Earnest Hemingway and his wife Hadley. It’s interesting to discover about a woman that has helped carve one of the greatest literary mind and how their life shaped his works.
Curious to know, what do you think is the most romantic gesture?