How to Fall in Love All Over Again

A NIGHT ON THE BEACH

Have you ever fell in love all over again with that same special person? A moment in time that reminds you why you do what you do everyday to keep your life going? My husband and I were getting comfortable in our normal routine, and with each passing day we spent less and less time together. I felt like we were more like roommates than anything. We didn’t fight, still cuddled together at night (almost as an obligation), and let each other know that we loved one another. This spell went on for about six to eight months. Most of the time in which we didn’t realize what we were putting our marriage through. My husband came up with the idea of taking a small vacation to get away from our busy lives and spend more time cherishing our precious time together.

What started out as a weekend get a way, wound up to a weekend trip to a resort on the beach. For the first day or so, we were so tired of our hectic life from back home, we kind of just relaxed in our own way. He slept in, and spent most of his time outside around the beach. I sunbathed the first part of the day, went to the spa, and came back for a nap. Since, we were so used to doing things apart, it was almost who we were becoming.

We both noticed that we were still spending so much time apart, and decided for the rest of the trip not to do anything apart. Yet at the same time not smother each other either. We ate dinner together that night, it was so quite, we didn’t have a word to say to each other. The next day we lounged around and tried to have a conversation, but it felt like we had become so different we couldn’t find anything in common interest to discuss. This became really irritating, the vacation we were trying to have to reconnect was falling through more and more by each passing day.

I wanted to do a little soul searching, so I just went out and walked the beach alone at night. I saw couples laughing, and having such a great time enjoying each others warm bodies. The next morning, I went to the local city shops, and bought some lingerie hoping this could put a spark in our damp days, not knowing if he would even turn an eye my way. I didn’t know that he was feeling even worse than I.

Before bed that night, I put on the sexy red and black lingerie that I had bought and crawled into bed. The man that I was married to didn’t even seem the bit excited. I was crushed. The next morning he woke before I did. He had breakfast waiting for me and a card expressing that he felt like we were drifting apart, and he wasn’t having that happen to us, and we didn’t deserve this type of punishment like it felt we were going through. I finished my breakfast, got shower and waited around for him to come back. It was already the afternoon and no sign of him returning, I was for sure that we had given up, as I was starting to. I heard a knock on our condo door, I opened the door and there he was with a boquette of flowers. He handed them to me and said “hello, I’m your husband, would you like to go to dinner with me tonight?” I was unsure what was going on, but I played along and said yes. He left, leaving me so confused, at the same time amazing with what mystery there was.

A bell hop brought me a note saying to be ready at 8 o’clock. I felt as I was dating again. My husband came to our room and got me right on time as the note had stated. I was unsure where we were going. We arrived at this beautiful restaurant that was completely empty. As we walked in this dim, aroma filled room, there sat a table with flowers and lit candles for two. We walk and sit down, there are what appears to be books on the table. I look at my husband with confused and amazed eyes, he got the hint. He opened the books, they were pictures and cards from us. As he flipped each page, my eyes started to water more and more. He said I want to be us again, I realized how much we were slipping, and missing out on. He asked me to dance, and all of a sudden soft romantic music started playing. He held his hand out as you see in the movies, and as we started to dance he held me so close. The butterflies started fluttering in my stomach and I felt more in love than I had when we first met.

That’s how you fall in love again. Being reminded of the life you have and not to stray too far away from it.