Eternal Love

If I get married again, I want it to be the kind of love that anyone would admire.

Have you ever seen those old couples, who are still so in love, even after all these years?  That’s amazing, isn’t it?  I mean really, can you imagine how strong their love must be, if they still have such a bond after everything?

About a month and a half ago, I was standing outside a Rite Aid store, waiting for a Taxi.  Then an old couple (I guess they must have been in their 70’s?) came down the sidewalk in front of me, holding hands.  Their fingers were linked, husband entwining his hand with his wife’s, in a simple but widely recognized symbol of lover’s intimacy.  They walked slow, while they stared amorously into each other’s eyes.

I stood there, still, almost unable to breathe.  I don’t know why it affected me so much; nobody else seemed to notice, or follow my helplessly enmeshed gaze.   It was like watching two silver-haired angels pass by.  Their bodies appeared to be old, but in their eyes there was only youth and adoration.

Their undying love made them ageless.

I actually got chocked up when I saw that, and my eyes just filled up with tears.  They came streaming down my face, and people walking by looked at me funny.  I guess when someone has tears in their eyes, the last thing you expect to see is a smile on their face, lol.  But hey, it was a moment, and you don’t get many of those.  So why not indulge?

Then today, I was waiting out in the car, while my mother was in the store.  And I saw an elderly Asian man park his car beside ours.  The he got out, and walk over to his wife’s side, and opened her door for her.  He even held the door of the store open for her as they went in, and they were arm-in-arm the whole time they shopped.  I could see through the window.

Things like that just pull on my heart strings.  I can only pray to god that I live to a healthy old age, with a man I love, and we are still just as crazy about each other as the day we met.

Silly Song, Or The Anthem Of A Woman's Heart?

Today, I was watching that movie "Shrek 2".  And you know that song that Jennifer Saunders sings at the end, called "I Need A Hero"?  It was originally sang by Bonnie Tyler in the mid 80's.

Well, a family member of mine was sitting close by as we watched this, and he started to laugh when he heard that song.  He said it was "silly and ridiculous."  Like it was one of those goofy 1980's songs, that nobody remembers.

But why?  I mean have you ever actually paid attention to all the words in the song?  I rather like to think  the words are very powerful...  They bring to mind some pretty fascinating images too.  And quite honestly, I think almost every woman is walking around singing that song in her head, even if she doesn't know it!  lol.  Because it is true.  Not so much about "Superman", but every woman kind of dreams of a man who is out there in the world, and is looking for her.  Who wants to move into her life, get rid of all the pain, and basically "save her" from all the bad things she has experienced in the past.

I mean really, just read these words, without laughing.  Without that "hahaha" frame of mind you had when you were 14 years old, and just appreciate them for the truth they hold:

Where have all the good men gone, and where are all the gods?
Where's the street-wise Hercules, to fight the rising odds?
Isn't there a "White Knight" upon a fiery steed?
Late at night, I toss and I turn, and I dream of what I need.

I need a hero.
I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night.
He's gotta be strong, and he's gotta be fast,
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight.
I need a hero.
I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light.
He's gotta be sure, and its gotta be soon,
And he's gotta be larger than life.

Somewhere after midnight, in my wildest fantasy,
Somewhere just beyond my reach, there's someone reaching back for me.
Racing on the thunder, and rising with the heat,
Its gonna take a Superman to sweep me off my feet.

Up where the mountains meet the heavens above,
Out where the lightening splits the sea,
I can swear there is someone, somewhere watching me.
Through the wind, and the chill, and the rain,
And the storm, and the flood,
I can feel his approach like a fire in my blood.

....Really, come on, how can you NOT feel that?  That was obviously written by a woman who knew herself well, and wasn't afraid to be honest and show everyone what was on her mind.  Hats off to Bonnie Tyler, you still rock, honey :)