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  • I was watching an old black and white movie a couple of nights ago, with Doris Day. And then I watched last year's movie, "The Artist," which I wanted to see on the "big screen" but I missed it, and have been meaning to watch it ever since. I loved it! There are no words in this movie, but there is no need for them. I needed a break from the next, "Quantum Failure 3," and "Bloody Horror in Your Face 6," and "Batman takes a Bath," (the pre-prequel)!!

    This morning I was thinking about the films I had watched and what came to me was the way that people fell in love in those days. It seems so easy, so simple, and uncomplicated. I think people were looking to fall in love back then. I'm not saying that people aren't looking to fall in love today. I'm saying that sex wasn't the first thing on the list. It was definitely on the list, but it wasn't the first thing, nor maybe even the second. LOVE was the first thing. And people believed they could find it just like that, and so they were open to it. Today, sex is at the top of that list and even if woman are still looking desperately for love, they have tried to accommodate the changes that have come about in searching for that love. Mainly they have tried, because those changes have also brought women the many freedoms they needed and desired. But something precious has been lost. Our fear, as women, that if we don't please a man, he can just move on to the next woman who will, has changed us. It is the fear of never finding true love. This is a legitimate fear, a fact of life in todays modern world. And it has led us, both men and women, to act as if sex is love. That has made for instantaneous fun, in todays instantaneous world, but in the long-run, it has also made for many unfulfilling relationships that end in miserable break-ups and divorce. We've given up on the possibility of those simple, uncomplicated moments when your eyes meet the eyes of another and you feel a connection deep down in your soul that says, "I know you, I can feel you." A few words exchanged. A touch of the hand, and you've fallen in love!

    O.K., I do admit it, I am a romantic. I do believe in love at first sight. I do believe that you can look into someones eyes and see their soul. Maybe I am naive, but I miss the days when you might meet someone by chance one night and fall in love forever...or at least forever in that moment...





    I fell in love with an Irishman,
    As he told me what I wanted to hear,
    And he touched my body,
    And he touched my soul,
    And I loved it when he whispered
    in my ear.

    I fell in love with an Irishman,
    But only for a moment in time,
    For the Irish spirit is illusive,
    And his Irish heart was not mine.



    *PHOTO OF AN OLD POSTCARD I ONCE SENT TO MY DAUGHTER...THE PUREST LOVE OF ALL!!
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