I am simply and utterly a hopeless romantic; I hold a beautiful degree in English Literature that represents countless hours lost in swoon-worthy prose, achingly beautiful poetry, and lines rhymed or unrhymed all dedicated to a certain topic of which I have still never tired – Love. My eyes have searched over millions of words both modern and archaic some employing rhythm, metaphor, allusion all in a muddle trying to sort out the idea and the perfect description of It. I swear I never tire of the topic, and I never stop looking for it. There is no cynicism to be had here. I believe in happy endings and two souls who want to sit on a porch watching the sunset at the end of a long day…..a long life. So there you have it, I guess my love ideal is a shared porch swing and two weathered hands that always reach out for each other knowing that the one who holds your hand hold your heart and there is no safer place to be in the world.
And I guess I have done all of that rambling to say that even though I can’t describe or perfectly articulate my thoughts on love, I am a bit of an expert at recognizing it…be that on a page or in real life. And what I have seen between Jody and Sarah makes me overjoyed, because they have found It. They way Jody smiles at his girl and the way she smiles back radiates the love and respect that will see them through to their porch swing days.
Watching Sarah look at Jody, the verse in Song of Solomon came to mind for her: “I have found the one whom my soul loves” – Sarah, I know you have found him, and lucky you he is a Newfy to boot. Blessings to you both, and may you live a life well loved!!