Love Stories:The most romantic thing I've ever heard spoken....

One line that made love real.

We've all,at one time or another, heard something said that touched us in the deepest way.Something that opened the portals of our heart's and released a flurry of possibilities...including the idea that love could be real in our own lives if we open ourselves up to it.

I shall tell you the true story of a man who had experienced the worst this world could mete out,a man who's heart turned to stone...as a matter of survival...not knowing that shutting out the pain also shuts out the love. His journey led him round the world only to find the most romantic thing he'd ever heard spoken in the last place one would ever look...that man was me.

I left home early on,in search of What,I do not know.My mind was so wrapped up in this search that I lost contact with everyone from friend to sibling to parent.Every few years I would unexpectedly pop up at my parents house...I needed to see what time had done to the people from my used to be life.

On a lazy beautiful delta day I walked up to the back porch door of my familial home...the house was built in a shotgun fashion...a door with window,a short entryway,a second door with window looking directly into the kitchen where I saw my mother,back to me,standing at the stove cooking.I took a moment to really look at what seventy three years had done to this young Italian beauty...time was not kind to my mother.She was short and heavy with wide hips,and her breasts had been conquered by gravity.Her face seemed to have withered somehow into a mask of resignation.

As I started opening the second door I saw my father,seventy five and physically a shadow of the man he once was,walk in from the living room and ease up behind her.I froze,door half open,in fascination of what my mind told me was about to happen.He slid his hands from her hips up her ample waist to her breasts.I barely heard his whisper

"Amelia...lets-a go in the bedroom and fool around"

She turned to face him[neither had noticed me in that hallway]and lifted her tired face to his

"I'm to old and don't like sex anymore.I've had eight children and I slave everyday...go find a beautiful young prostitute...I'll even pay for her"

And now dear reader,I shall quote to you the most romantic thing I've ever heard spoken.Very calmly,my father looked into her eyes,a softness I'd never seen in his face,and said

"No...your my wife...your beautiful to me...I want you"

Some long ago connection must have come back to life in her.She held his face in her hands and kissed him on his lips for a long moment,then she turned off the stove,took his hand and said,in her thick Italian accent

"Come on-a you,I'm-a gonna take-a good care a you"

I watched them move slowly,hand in hand,through the living room door heading for their bedroom to take delight in each other once again.Of course I did have the decency to turn around and leave till the next day.

The next evening,my father and I were sitting in his study,he with his wine and I with my beer.I asked him how he had kept his love alive for fifty two years.His answer opened the doors of my heart and brought a moisture to my eyes that verged on tears

"Son...when I look at her...She's still eighteen to me".

...feed your heart...

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Mom Kat 6 years ago from USA

Awwwww! That made me CRY!

It's awesome to hear stories like this.


DoorMattnomore 6 years ago

Hey Dean, what can I say? Real love does exist. What a beautiful momment, thanks for this.


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Paradise7 6 years ago from Upstate New York

Beautiful story, thank you so much for sharing it.


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Micky Dee 6 years ago

I had to bounce up and down on all those buttons. Thank you Sir! Beautiful, useful, awesome, and funny!


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LillyGrillzit 6 years ago from The River Valley, Arkansas

I love your style of writing. It is never what I think it will be, and never boring. Always come back for more. Great Hub, thank you for sharing and putting your heart into it.


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cheaptrick 6 years ago from the bridge of sighs Author

Thank you all for indulging my memory of the most incredible couple I've ever known.They argued constantly...but always with a smile...and,I suspect,so they could make up.


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Dracula's Wolfy 6 years ago from Nibiru

This brought tears to my eyes! You write well and this story was lovely to read. It's amazing what true love can do x


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GPAGE 6 years ago from California

OH DEAN!!!!! I LOVE THIS SO MUCH. This is so touching and amazing. Thank you for this lovely story. It shows me that "true love" never dies. This is so lovely. Your mother sounds like a character! You father sounds amazing....

I was so happy to read this! Thank you! Gx


Tanya Moon 6 years ago

Someday, I hope to have someone who feels the same way about me.


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vrbmft 6 years ago from Yucaipa, California

Dean, it is very early and I just wanted to go to sleep and something moved me to check out your blog. I knew you had posted something new. I am so glad I did. I had a somewhat disappointing evening with my wife. We are separated, but we went to the movies together this evening to watch Eat Pray Love. In her own "wonderful" way, she told me on the way home how I had no personal relationship with God and had no compassion and then wondered why I did not seem interested in engaging in the dialogue with her. Of course, this is my side of the story. She may have an entirely different view, one that might even put me to shame. So love goes sometimes, as we desperately struggle to love each other.

So your wonderful story will allow me to go to sleep, having that image of your folks still loving each other. There is hope. I prayed a few seconds ago, "Lord, don't ask me to stay awake to pray with you as Jesus did the apostles. Just let me sleep with you."

Thanks for another wonder filled Hub.

Vern


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cheaptrick 6 years ago from the bridge of sighs Author

Vern my virtual friend.It is impossible to be in your line of work with out compassion...Imposible.The pain women feel in there heart's is very real,it is no greater than ours however....Men have the added curse of required stoicism and the mask we must wear to keep our place in the world.The operative word for us is endurance my friend...you are not alone in this.I must quote our mutual friend H D Thoreau"The mass of men live lives of quiet desperation".................NOW!!!Get your ASS in Gear and Get Back In the War!!!:)))


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vrbmft 6 years ago from Yucaipa, California

OMG!! YES SIR!! Wow, it is so weird you say about my line of work. That was her line exactly. "O yes, you are compassionate because you have to be, you are a therapist." I told her she did not really know me. I guess I cannot deny I have a therapist hat, but I like to think I wear it very very rarely--perhaps when I have to call someone to tell them I am charging them for missing their appointment!! But I strive, work at, at allowing my most authentic self come to the surface each and every day. It is "done" in quiet desperation as Thoreau says, as I, like all of us, try to push through the masks and stoicism. I know I was born compassionate. I know that nine months of pain after I was born probably placed armor around my compassion, and so I have happily learned to take the armor off one piece at a time. In the story, Eat, pray love, she talks about finding your word. I am authentically compassionate because it is in me, part of me, God given, even if I worked as a gardener instead of a therapist! So for today, my word is going to be authentic or better genuine or better TRUE!

THANK YOU FOR SPENDING TIME WITH ME THIS MORNING. oNE MAN TO ANOTHER. I NEEDED THAT, BRO

VERN


soumyasrajan 6 years ago from Mumbai India and often in USA

Hi! cheaptrick

So sweet. I enjoyed very much your description and style. You have a great style. It reminded me of a song in an old Hindi movie - sung by a couple young then (you know Sanskrit so perhaps you can enjoy these words too) "Hum Jab honge sath sal ke and tum hogi pachpan ki bolo preet nibhaogi bachpan ki" (when I will be sixty and you will be fifty five, shall we continue to be in the same deep love as we are in our childhood).

Wish all couples are like your parents.

Hey! you were planning to be here -when?


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wifelv 6 years ago from mi

Cheaptrick: Wow, I loved it! Was able to look into your soul on that one. Bravo! Keep it up...


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GoldiString 6 years ago

Thanks for a heartwarming story Dean. I met an elderly couple few weeks ago. She was 88, He,94. They were my patients. The elderly lady was going to be admitted because of a hip fracture. He was going to be admitted because.... he said, he can't sleep without her. :) They were married 15 years ago. (Yes, a second love). They held hands every night they sleep. I am teary-eyed with the affection they both have for each other.


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Winsome 6 years ago from Southern California by way of Texas

Dean what a great introduction to your writing. You write like a cowboy that shoots from the heart. Thank you for the wonderful Hallmark moment you captured for us there. It illustrates the truth of the saying that beauty does not reside in the person but in the heart of the one who sees them. When we can call forth that beauty in another we are blessed indeed. Nice to meet you. =:)


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unBroken1 6 years ago from Florida

Hmmm...Dean is it?

Don't be to hard on those who have had a love taken from them in death.

Grieving takes time.

Even the strongest of us fall short during these moment in our lives.


Jean Bakula 5 years ago

That was so beautiful, and so true! My husband & I have been married for 31 yrs., but were together for 5 before that. When I look at him, I see the boy with the long, curly blond hair and kind blue eyes, not the older man with gray hair and gray beard. We see all those times we shared when we look at each other! And he still sings a mean "White Rabbit", he's a big Grace Slick fan!


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fayehelen 5 years ago

This hub brought tears to my eyes. What a gorgeous story, thanks for sharing.


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blondey 5 years ago

That is so nice, the kind of pure love we all want. Nice Dean.


shygirl2 5 years ago

Wow! Now that's what Ilike to hear...a true statement of love...straight from the heart!! : ) Loved your story. What made it more special, was it was real! Thanks for sharing it with us. I am a romantic at heart, and this one definitely stirred my strings! : D


shine 3 years ago

so nice story.. i think love has no age limits and it means only love


cruel girl 2 years ago

hey all.. that was an interesting story indeed.. i shall tell my story. actually there is a guy who loves me very much., i cant tell u how much he does, but he loves a girl whose heart is harder than a stone, but the boys love creates a mutual kind of love relationship between both, so sometimes one side love can end in two...


Naaz 2 years ago

This was amazing... After a very long time i have felt something is true and this is love or else always that stupid gf-bf love stories n brk up stuffs!


Nudely 3 months ago

Day-ummn What was she cookin? Send my wife the recipe!

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