I’ll Have What She’s Having…
I was a girl who grew up engrossed in romantic comedies. I loved them. I loved the idea of some quirky, vulnerable, funny girl managing to snag the heart of some man who would show up at an unexpected moment and profess his love. I believed in it. When Harry Met Sally, French Kiss, and Pretty Woman became sort of an idealistic mantra of hope I held onto. It wasn’t that far-fetched either. My parents have been completely crazy about each other my entire life, and my brother and his wife have a story that can best be described as “improbable fiction”. I was surrounded by people who had found their soul mate, people who were willing to work hard at their relationship, and people who believed in fulfilling each other’s needs. I grew up surrounded by love. What a grace filled blessing to have a front row seat to love.
******Grab your box of tissues, a glass of wine, and play your favorite pathetic violin music while you continue to read*****
My life has not been a romantic comedy. Sadly, I’ve never had a man confess his love on the street in New York City on New Year’s Eve, never had a man board a plane to tell me that he wants me, and never had a man offer to climb a questionable fire escape to rescue me. I’m not disappointed in this because in all honesty, I would undoubtedly say something stupid if any of those things were to happen. I would be a fumbling for words, dear caught in the headlights, mentally begging for an imaginary director to scream the word “CUT!”. I’m ordinarily articulate and composed, but when it comes to matters of the heart…my story reads more like a Quentin Tarantino script than romantic comedy. What I’m beginning to accept is that I’m okay with that.
My story will never read like the romantic comedies of my childhood, will never cause tween girls to swoon, and will never ever have Meg Ryan playing lead actress. My story is full of Quentin Tarantino moments that require a dark sense of humor, a sense of adventure, and perseverance. I believe in successful relationships through committed hard work. I believe in successful relationships through physical, emotional and spiritual accountability. I believe in successful relationships through open honest communication. I believe in successful relationships that inspire you to be the person God intended you to be. What I know beyond a shadow of a doubt is that I believe in love.
So if later on today you see me talking to someone in a fumbling, deer caught in the headlights moment of insanity, please feel free to walk by and say “CUT!”. I’ll thank you for it later.