Love Question 59 - Romance
Hello and welcome to this week’s installment of love questions.
I’m apparently feeling a bit philosophical this week, and I’m contemplating the very nature of romance.
It sounds very impressive when I put it that way, doesn’t it?
Honestly, a Saturday a couple weeks ago sucked something terrible and I ended up working for nearly the moment I woke up to late at night. Mr. JM left me alone to work, which was nice but depressing at the same time.
That night, as I finished up the final bits that needed doing, he walked over to me and gave me a neck and shoulders massage. Wow! It felt so incredibly good, especially after such a long, annoying work day that should have been a lovely, enjoyable weekend day.
To me, that massage was an incredibly romantic gesture. Without words, he said he was sorry that I had to work on the weekend and that he commiserated with me being pouty about it. In my opinion, the small, lovely gestures are the ones that are the most romantic. Romance is doing the things your partner would like without them having to ask. Anticipating their wants and needs and treating them to things they wouldn’t think to treat themselves to.
This week I’m wondering:
What is romance to you? What actions are the most romantic?
(If you’re not with anyone at the moment, feel free to call on past relationships.)
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July 16th, 2009 at 10:31 am
I’m sure we all have our fantasies of romance but these days it’s not like I used to think. When the hubby brings a gift for me when he’s been on the road, I find that terribly romantic. The fact that he thought about me enough to get something he knew I’d like. Or when he goes to the store and picks up a little treat for me. It’s the simple things that are romantic to me.
July 17th, 2009 at 4:06 pm
Unexpected gestures…a little tap on the bottom, a squeeze of the shoulder, bringing a surprise gift home. And the queen of all romance for me is a long massage. Nothing says I love you like a really good massage.
I told my husband if he ever did the rose pedals to the bed or bringing me home roses on Valentines day or any of those other cliches that I’d thump him for lack or originality.
July 18th, 2009 at 2:48 am
I think the little things trump other things every time. It’s knowing you’ve been thought of when you weren’t present. That sort of thing.
Shannon - Massage? *drool*