Up to that point, my romantic ideas came largely from Disney, and to be fair, the media at large. Extremely attractive females and cartoon princes falling deeply in love at first sight with a sudden knowledge that they had met their match. No arguments, no major character flaws (other than perhaps the quantity of corny lines.) The degree of surety, the attachment, and the sudden need for the other was definitely not what I had experienced. I must not be doing love the right way. Or perhaps Matt and I just weren't right for each other. Maybe there would be someone else to come along who would make me feel like those girls did on the movies.
While in my heart of hearts I had fears such as these, I felt overall peace about this Matt guy. Our date was set for December, announcements were out, details were being taken care of, and the 17th ebbed ever closer. I remember wondering if it would just hit me one day, and I would be like in the movies. Nope. No such transformation. But all was calm and peaceful as we went forward on the day of, celebrations, dancing, parties, etc.
I have since realized my mistake in confusing the movie love/lust combo for "real love." And I am quite relieved that my kind of love is completely different from the characters I obsessed over. Mine is real, you see.
It has been really neat to see how the love is just getting sweeter, deeper, lovelier, you know? True love vs. True-er love I guess. If this is the love trajectory, I am looking forward to the next 75 years.
Happy Valentines Day!
This is us a few months ago in front of the Bountiful Temple, where we were married.
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