I Love Little Old Couples Who Hold Hands While Walking
There's a commercial that many of you probably have seen. It has been shown for many years, usually at Christmas time. A young couple walking down a path in a snow covered park. They come across an elderly couple walking slowly in front of them, hand in hand. As the young couple pass the older couple, parting to go around them, the young girl looks back at the obvious love that exists between the elderly man and woman. It then goes on to talk about the enduring quality of a De Beers diamond. Love that commercial.
Since seeing that commercial, the first time it was broadcast, I always pictured myself as the elderly gentleman, walking with my beloved. I even kept that picture in my mind after she could no longer walk beside me. I sometimes substituted a wheelchair in my mind as the COPD robbed her of the oxygen she needed for her to walk any distance. After she passed, I shelved the dream of participating in that walk. The love of my life was gone.
To my amazement, a love from the past returned to my life and with it the rebirth of the dream of walking in the park with my beloved. Unfortunately, her time with me was brief and she passed on from Leukemia in less than 4 years. Too soon and too weak to play the role in my dream. We were able to complete our relationship though. A relationship that started so many years ago, but there would be no walk in the park for us either.
They say that the third time's the charm. I have no one in my life to share that walk with, right now. But there is still time. I had discounted the chance of finding another "true love" and was fortunately, proven wrong. The hopeless romantic that I am, is open to be proven wrong again. I still hold the dream of walking arm in arm, hand in hand, down that long path with my beloved.
They also say, three strikes, you're out. I certainly hope not.
Since seeing that commercial, the first time it was broadcast, I always pictured myself as the elderly gentleman, walking with my beloved. I even kept that picture in my mind after she could no longer walk beside me. I sometimes substituted a wheelchair in my mind as the COPD robbed her of the oxygen she needed for her to walk any distance. After she passed, I shelved the dream of participating in that walk. The love of my life was gone.
To my amazement, a love from the past returned to my life and with it the rebirth of the dream of walking in the park with my beloved. Unfortunately, her time with me was brief and she passed on from Leukemia in less than 4 years. Too soon and too weak to play the role in my dream. We were able to complete our relationship though. A relationship that started so many years ago, but there would be no walk in the park for us either.
They say that the third time's the charm. I have no one in my life to share that walk with, right now. But there is still time. I had discounted the chance of finding another "true love" and was fortunately, proven wrong. The hopeless romantic that I am, is open to be proven wrong again. I still hold the dream of walking arm in arm, hand in hand, down that long path with my beloved.
They also say, three strikes, you're out. I certainly hope not.
