Well my friends as the clock ticks down to the finale and when all will be revealed I want to share a story I heard today. A lot of discussion has gone on the message boards (and elsewhere I am sure) that finding love under these circumstances and more importantly this short a time frame is impossible.
Today I attended the funeral service of a dear lovely lady I had the pleasure and honour of calling friend. Her husband had the strength and courage to stand before us all and eulogize his wife. He shared the story of how they met. And this is the truth my friends. They were at a party where they first saw each other and were immediately attracted to each other. Within four weeks they were engaged and married six months later. As he put it he was blessed to spend forty years with the most amazing wife, lover and above all best friend any man can imagine sharing a life with.
I know these stories are rare but I love hearing of stories of quick and long lasting love. Anything can happen in this big beautiful world and with a less jaded outlook for the show tonight I wish Jillian and her choice - a possible life time of happiness.
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Thank you so much for sharing that. How beautiful! I believe there are many stories like this. Jim's and my story is similar, but not on that quick a timeline.
ReplyDeleteHe first contacted me Aug 15, we first met Aug 22, we both felt we were falling in love 2 weeks later on my birthday, Sept 6, and were emotionally committed to each other by his birthday on Oct. 27. My daughter and I flew down to meet his family for Christmas, and Jim proposed on New Year's Eve.
The next 6 months were a whirlwind of planning a wedding, buying a house, moving and getting married July 15. And we certainly plan, with full hearts, to be together till death do us part.
Nadya - when I see a timeline like that it makes my heart smile. You are right between my mom and brother for birthday's and Jim's birthday is the day before my darling husband. Cool.
ReplyDeleteActually I am Oct 8 and he is Oct 28 so when we picked our wedding day we choose Oct 18. We usually go away for our birthdays and in 2007 on our birthday vacation I had joked that we should just start celebrating our birthday's on Oct 18. Little did I know that a couple of hours later he was going to propose to me. Still smile thinking about it.
That is a beautiful story. Thank you for sharing it.
ReplyDeleteI do believe that it is possible to fall in love quickly. I knew with every fiber of my being when I met my boyfriend that he was The One. He felt it too, but he is like Reid in that it takes him awhile to open up and share he's feelings. He showed me all the time though and I was content with that. When he finally told me, I knew he meant it.
While I absolutely believe that it is possible to fall in love quickly, have a speedy courtship, and maintain a lifelong bond in the real world, I'm not sure that the same rules apply on this show. My reasons for that skepticism are: 1) the timeline is not up to the individuals, it is forced upon them, 2) there are cameras ever-present, and with that comes the desire to come off a certain way because people are watching, 3) there are other people vying for the bachelor/bachelorette's heart so people say and do things just to "win" so as not to get rejected in front of millions of people, 4) because of the number of "contestants," it is impossible to concentrate on one individual, and 5) because this is televised, it is much more difficult to know if people are there for the "right reasons." I just think all of that added pressure diminishes the likelihood that the kind of love we're talking about here can happen in the Bachelor/Bachelorette setting. Not impossible - just unlikely. But, I suppose, even with my skepticism, I watch in the hopes that I'm wrong. I guess no matter how old I get, I still believe in the fairy tale.
Kelly
I loved reading this post and the comments!
ReplyDeleteI think that I love the idea of a fairy tale but that I'm not sure a 'fairy-tale existence' can endure.
Fairy tales do make for lovely beginnings, though.
But then it's as if real life turns up, expressly to poke us with the finger of pragmatism, to remind us that life is often routine and repetition.
'Le train-train quotidien', as the French so aptly put it: the humdrum of life.
There is, without a doubt, comfort in that repetitive routine but where is the searing romance and excitement, the stuff of which true fairy tales are made?
I crave that feeling of early love. My love is almost a quarter of a century old. There is no fairy tale anymore, although my love does contain joy, nurturing, shared memories and a common path travelled together.
But in that common path, are ruts created by the same footsteps, walking always in the same way, the same direction.
In that common path, there are occasionally pot-holes and rocks, creating the occasional stumble. Sometimes, we stumble and find outselves having fallen too far away. Then, we try to reach out to each other and pull each other back in.
Between our two sets of bigger footsteps is one set of littler ones. These steps march with us for the moment, but will soon branch out and create their own path.
Every scrap of that considerable energy we have spent to forge the path for those littler footsteps has been freely given, with many rewards. But that freely expended energy often leaves us too exhausted to look down and stroke each other's feet and to point them in the right direction: leading back to the fairy tale.
That is, if we knew, at least, where the path to that fairy tale lay.
M.