Love Story

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In my high school days, even before that really, I was a romantic. My favorite book was Pride and Prejudice, okay that was my favorite movie too along with You’ve Got Mail (a modern spin on Pride and Prejudice). I once purchased a book called The 50 Greatest Love Stories or something like that. If Taylor Swift’s Love Story had come out when I was in high school it probably would have been the song that was on constant repeat in my cd player. I knew that love wasn’t just the damsel in distress but there was a big part of me that wanted it to be and ate up all the sappy love stories Hollywood could throw at me.

After being married for 8 years (today is our actual anniversary), I realize that a true picture of love is very different from what most movies portray and it is much more beautiful. I find it rare to watch a movie where I feel like the love between the characters is a “real life”, go the distance kind of love. That being the case my expectations for movie love are very low, so needless to say when I sat down the other night to watch Julie and Julia I wasn’t expecting the love relationship between the characters Julia and Paul to wow me, but it did. I enjoyed the movie and the main character’s transformation but what I couldn’t stop going  back to was the relationship between Julia and Paul. There was a best friend quality to it. You could tell that they truly cared for one another. There are a few scenes where they each experience some terrible heartache and the heartache draws them together to comfort one another instead of creating a rift between them. They share their greatest joys with one another and support each others’ dreams. I was so caught up in how supportive Paul was of what Julia wanted to do, in fact at one point he tells her that she could do television and be great at it, an opportunity that wasn’t even conceivable to her. In another scene Paul makes a toast to Julia on Valentine’s Day and says, “You are the butter to my bread, the life to my breath”. Cheesy? Absolutely, but there is something believable and sincere about it because they have been through the tragedies and triumphs of life together. This is the kind of love that now brings tears to my eyes, okay I didn’t cry but it made my heart do that little giddy flutter thing.

I feel so blessed and fortunate to experience this kind of love. I am married to my best friend. He is the one that encourages me to do amazing things, the one who supports my crazy dreams, the one who cares for me, the one who I have and will continue to experience the tragedy and triumph of life with. So to my hubby of eight years: I thank God for you, happy anniversary and you are the butter to my bread!

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