After watching a few episodes, though, I started thinking. I tried to swat those pesky little thoughts away and just enjoy the mindless entertainment before me, but they were persistent.
The main thought was that we all need a little more Romance in our lives.
See, I have this theory. We are all raised on fairy tales of some sort. Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, The Frog Prince....they are all marked on our subconscious minds with Sharpie marker, never to be erased. Inside each woman is a little girl who dreamed of being a Princess, cherished by her Prince and beloved by all. Inside each man is a little boy who fantasized about slaying dragons and rescuing damsels in distress, whether as a wealthy Prince or a Knight in Shining Armor. And then somewhere along the line we set aside those dreams. We realise that we have warts, or aren't athletic, or in some other way just don't fit the profile of our fantasy character. We start to grow up, and realise that there is a very real world out there that we all need to handle. The Dragons of the Modern World are much more complex than those of the storybooks. Women work outside the home, do auto maintenance, work on home repairs, the whole bit. Men have learned to change diapers, cook meals, and clean house.
It is not a Fairy Tale land out there.
And yet I wonder....what would happen if we all treated each other like we DID live in a Fairy Tale? What if each woman treated her man as if he were her Prince Charming and each man treated his woman as if she were Cinderella? What if we each did our very best to fulfill that little child in our partner that dreamed of slaying dragons and overcoming wicked hags?
I am not talking about making flowery speeches or acting like maniacs with swords. We all (even the most romantic of us) know that those things are over the top and a little nutty. It makes a great story, but doesn't really cut it in the real world.
What I am talking about is the way we SEE each other, and the way we THINK of each other. I am talking about the little things that really make a difference in our day-to-day lives. How often do you men bring home flowers for your wife/girlfriend for no reason other than to let her know that you love her? How many times do you women tell your husband/boyfriend how strong he is and how much you appreciate what he does for you?
The crazy thing is that, in theory, this practice would eventually feed itself and become a cycle with a life of it's own. A man brings home flowers, tells his wife that he appreciates all the work she does, treats her like a precious gift and makes her feel cherished. The next day, she is feeling so good about herself, and loving towards him, so she makes his favorite supper and settles him in his chair with slippers and a drink before supper. She tells him how much she appreciates how hard he works and lets him be the "king of the castle". Now he is feeling pretty dang good, so he makes an effort to pick up his own dirty socks and mows the lawn without any complaints. He even goes so far as to accomplish some of the tasks on his "Honey-Do" list. Well, wifey is so impressed and grateful that the kitchen sink is no longer dripping and the kids can play outside without worrying about elephants hiding behind clumps of overgrown crabgrass that she finds something else to do to make the Mr. feel manly and wonderful. Through all this, the kids are seeing a loving and respectful relationship between their folks, and will have it marked in their impressionable little minds that THIS is the way love should be. That THIS is what they want to have with their future Prince(ss)
I think about my maternal Grandparents, and I think that is part of why they had such a wonderful relationship. Grandpa always treated Grandma like she was his Princess. He cherished her, and called her beautiful, and showed her that he loved her every moment of every day. He took care of her. Grandma treated Grandpa like her Prince. She trusted him, looked up to him, and provided for him the best home and meals she could. She took care of him. They had the best relationship I have ever seen. They still held hands and gazed lovingly at each other up until the very end. They never lost respect for each other. They were....inspiring.
And I wonder....couldn't we all do that?