And that is where I got stuck.
You see, I feel bad for all those men scrambling around for the perfect gift to show the extent of their affections....and heaven forbid if it isn't enough. That’s a lot of pressure building up for a few weeks, pressure to live up to the dreams and fantasies in their significant others' mind (of which said significant other probably hasn’t even shared to begin with.)
I think romance should be a year-round affair (pun intended.) Why not? If you feel so good setting up a special date or buying the one you love a box of chocolates, why do it only one day a year? Why not once a month? Once a week?
LONG LIVE PDA!!
Genuine Public Displays of Affection shouldn't be frowned upon--and I'm not talking exhibitionists and extremists etc LOL--I'm talking holding hands, a kiss good night, mooning stares over the dinner tabletop, grabbing an inexpensive bouquet of spring flowers along with the milk and bread from your local grocers.
Romance is what you make it. I admit, I get the groans from my sister and other people because my husband and I still hold hands over a restaurant table. We still say, “I love you,” and send smiling little signals across a crowded room. I can probably count on two hands how many times in our entire relationship he has used my proper name because he still uses endearments when he addresses me. We are still young and in love even after almost fifteen years of marriage and two children. Who says you have to stop showing it? Or only show it one day of the year.
LONG LIVE PDA!!
Romance isn’t just what I do for work….romance is who I am. It’s how I choose to live and how I choose to express my appreciation and love of those closest to me.
Romance isn’t just in books people, it lives in each and every one of us. Dig deep, find where you put it and bring it out again, not just this week, but all the time.